There is nothing that I need right now.
Appreciating this. I know it won’t last.
Something will wear out and need replacing.
I will become hungry, or tired.
An inspiration will arrise that warrants being followed.
Sometimes I thrive on the chase.
Sometimes it runs me ragged.
And then that will pass too.
In this moment, I rest in balance.
The still point, the space between the desires.
The tide of my breath pulses through me.
Recognizing. Gratitude for this.
The sun slips behind the mountain.
Ah. Here it comes.
And I am off and running again…
The moment when we stop trying and it just happens… प्रयत्नशैथिल्यानन्तसमापत्तिभ्याम् yoga sutra 2.47: prayatna shaithilya ananta samapattibhyam When the pairs of opposites come into balance, active effort ceases and presence spontaneously arises…the effort is in training ourselves to find the balance, and once it starts to support itself, getting out of the way…