Hold out your hand...

A fellow yogi shared these beautiful words with me, and with that, introduced me to my current favorite poet, Julia Fehrenbacher....

Hold out your hand

Let's forget the world for a while

fall back and back

into the hush and holy

of now

are you listening? This breath

invites you

to write the first word

of your new story

your new story begins with this: 

You matter

you are needed—empty

and naked

willing to say yes

and yes and yes

Do you see

the sun shines, day after day

whether you have faith

or not

the sparrows continue

to sing their song

even when you forget to sing

yours

stop asking: Am I good enough?

Ask only

Am I showing up

with love?

Life is not a straight line

it's a downpour of gifts, please -

hold out your hand

On winter and working!

At last - today is the official first day of spring in the Southern Hemisphere! Like nature, I am awakening from a long hibernation. Not so much a restful, rejuvenating one, but rather a hectic bit of loosing-my-groove kind of period. This tendency to loose myself in work is a real paradox....I love it, but is will probably kill me if I do not manage it. So this winter was filled with lectures across the country - from Gauteng, Eastern Cape, KZN to the Western Cape...and back again! And a bit of consulting, and lots of coaching. A rush from one appointment to the other - but so many highlights and so many memorable moments :)

I saw an ad this morning for a documentary on the life of one of our famous Rugby legends who has MND. I usually do not take note, as I think the media's portrayal of him is dishonourable - but that's another story. His words made me stop...he said we pay the least attention to the things we have to be the most grateful for: Time, and our health. We know this but I have not been paying attention and as people around me are in the midst of their struggles to come to terms with lack of time and their fragile health I make a Spring day resolution: This present moment is everything, I am making this single second count...

Just this moment.

Sitting here with you in my heart -

doing absolutely nothing,

means absolutely everything to me.

Anne-marie