Today was an unexpected day, everything that I had planned, scheduled, prepared for, didn’t happen in the least. No small group yoga sessions, it snowed and snowed and snowed as I drove and drove and drove. My cracked windshield did not get repaired. I drove and drove and drove.
Here’s what did happen: I helped someone, unreservedly, unexpectedly, unabashedly, who asked for my help. How surprising to show up completely excited for one opportunity only to be presented with the gift of a serendipitous opposite. To be undone by someone else’s revelation of vulnerability in the moment is a gift so immeasurable that words cannot really express it.
Suffice it to say that I needed to be turned over this week. I was stuck in an attitude of implacable, unrelenting, obsessive self-righteousness that screamed for a fresh perspective. And this gentle, earnest, heartfelt request shifted me, and revealed an answer that I had hoped and searched for, requested and yearned, mentally unpacked and verbally processed. And it is one that I was ultimately able to act upon in service to another, really to myself.
It is the simple gifts that bring me to my knees, that startle me so abruptly that my breath shortens, heart breaks open, mind kind of implodes. Surrendering to the experience is the only option. And humility, for having been given such a gift. And gratitude, of course, always gratitude.
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