Faith & Hitting the Wall

This last Saturday, a mere seven of us gathered, to delight in one another’s songs, poems and stories at our monthly Bhakti Jam.

To tell you the truth, after a full day of teaching, I was reluctant to attend. 

Perhaps I should go home and catch up on a bit of World Cup action?  I mustered up a bit of faith–this world is full of surprises–and felt the words of my teacher….

Finish what you start, even if it is not optimal.

The few of us found our seats amid warm greetings. Each song carried and story carried a light hearted love, and willingness to give of oneself fully. Our small band in full swing.

What we may have lacked in numbers we made up for in heart and sincerity. And by the end of evening we could not wipe the warm grins from their faces.

I was reminded of how yoga practice is an ongoing vigil, even when doubt enters. And how our fulfillment comes less from the particulars of our circumstances, rather, how we chose to interpret those circumstances.

The seeds of resonate-love and expanded awareness lie awaiting at any moment.