I am loving the podcasts by Kimberly Wilson, the hip tranquil chick and yoga master.
I borrowed the poem below from her blog, check her out.
...what in your life is calling you?
when all the noise is silenced, the meetings adjourned, the lists laid aside, and the wild iris blooms by itself in the dark forest, what still pulls on your soul?
In the silence between your heartbeats hides a summons. do you hear it? name it, if you must, or leave it forever nameless, but why pretend it is not there?
I did my first yoga prac in ages tonight, and although I realised I have little suppleness in my body, it felt great.
