"Hope is the dream of a soul awake." French Proverb
Today was a good day. I slept in a little late (I wanted loads of sleep this weekend), did a little bit of emailing early, met a friend for a little shopping, went to the studio for a little more work, then took a little scenic drive back home.
After listening to a podcast this afternoon I realized that I was overdue for a "hope list". In fact, I had planned to make a "to do" list for the week. Yes I am a lover of the list. And I do get a sense of accomplishment when placing little check marks by the tasks as I complete them. But I do see a difference between the two....to hope vs. to do.
So off I walked to the coffee shop to do a little more work, but mostly to make a list of hopes. Seeing my hopes written down in a notebook almost full of other thoughts, hopes, quotes, and to do's always delights me. And I got one other delight tonight when I picked up (yet) another notebook in my yoga room to record my practice tonight. I opened the very pretty striped notebook and there it was "May 12, 2005". I had written about the yoga class I taught this very day, three years ago. There was a sense of happiness, a sense of accomplishment, and a sense of comfort. Happiness that I'm still in awe of yoga, proud of the work I do, and finding comfort in the fact that I wouldn't change a single thing.
1 comment:
Lovely.
what a wonderful little love offering from the world.
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