Saturday, July 26, 2014

Birds View

I thought for a moment it was rain drops, until I lifted my heart up in yoga position and saw them soaring over head. The moment wasn't long enough to determine what the wetness was that lay upon my lip. My thoughts were involved in breath and Ahimsa, so I knew I could not think anything other than non-violence. 
For the first time I understood the power of living in the moment no matter what dampness surrounded me.