Yoga

So I am sitting here with the hum of the dishwasher in the background and the fire place on feeling very grateful for the opportunity to write.  I have been gathering information for my book.  Inspiration hits me at the strangest of times in the oddest of places.  I am finding my iPhone to be the best way to gather these random snippets of ongoing thoughts and ideas.  The funny thing is that most of my inspiration comes from those brief connections with friends.  Those moments I run into someone I know and we just casually chat and my wheels of thought start turning.  When I finish this book part of me will know this is not my book, it will be a collaboration of inspiration, of friendship, of sharing ideas, of thoughts, and  of concepts… it will be everyones work.

A few months ago I ran into a new mom who had just returned to work from maternity leave.  We chatted about what I call the playground banter.  You know where all the moms compare notes.  Its the place where sometimes the perspective gets lost and moms can get competitive and critical at times.  I offered up a thought during that conversation.  A thought that will now own a space in a book.  A short interlude, an offering… the idea that parenting is like yoga.  An invitation to keep our eyes only on our own yoga mat, to focus within, to welcome our babies into our world and parent from a space in which we can grow ourselves and our personal relationships with our children.

I am so looking forward to diving deep into this book and I am so grateful for all those who continue to believe in my wild untameable ambition that knows no bounds.  Be gentle to your souls today and land softly.

 

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