Hiatus

In Latin, hiatus means "opening” or “to stand open.”

I have stepped back from my work as a yoga teacher several times. To heal, to recover, to process, to rest, to stop. But each time I come back with a new perspective, some unexpected wisdom, something true. It’s been months now where my focus has been home. Home, the physical structure. Home, the people that live there and that feel like home. Home, in the garden, in Nature. Home, within.

To be clear, I am not retreating. I am not avoiding. And I am not silent.

I am standing open. Open to receive. Open to the “heart taps". Open to magic.

Living in wonderment, amazement, curiosity and feeling into the deep and the dark.

There is a world beyond that we, most of us, don’t get to see. Some would say that in this realm, there is spiritual warfare - where the dark and the light struggle to find balance. Where “evil” undermines “Light” and it’s not clear what will happen. Will evil win and take us all down. Or will Light filter in and illuminate, enlighten, lift, diffuse, soften.

There are immeasurable complications. Complications that run deep through multiple upon multiple layers. Deep and twisted. That make no sense, that have no order, that are chaos in action.

I don’t have answers, nor do I really care to know the “answers”. But, I will be here - standing open. Listening, witnessing, aligning. Meeting this time with curiosity, compassion and Love.

Because well, Love … kinda is the answer, no?