I almost missed this as I left my house this morning. Almost rushed right by it in my over-focused determination to “get this day over with”. Somehow, when Thursdays come around, I lose consciousness. I ignore the present in my all-consuming longing for the weekend. And I miss beautiful moments like this. My home. The beautiful garden my mother has cultivated. The early morning, rejuvenating sun.
Yoga teaches us to be in the present moment. To let go of the past and present to be truly in touch with ourselves and our surroundings. So often, however, we lose this the moment we step off our mats. This morning, I am grateful that the universe sent me this moment, and reminded me to check in. I am going to carry this with me today. Allow it to shape my actions and my attitude. Today is going to be a good day.