(not necessarily in that order)
The other day we visited one of Ramesha’s oldest and most important friends.
When he was seven years old, he started attending yoga classes with his mother, and Adelia was the yoga teacher. She eventually became a close family friend and it was from her that he borrowed Autobiography of a Yogi (in Italian, of course) when he was thirteen years old.
An key moment in finding his spiritual path in this lifetime.
My diagnosis has been a wake-up call in a number of ways.
I was part of a women’s group back in the late 80’s; it was an important part of my consciously coming onto the spiritual path. Over the years other women friends joined us for solstice and equinox rituals, ending up becoming part of the group as well.
We went through any number of intense experiences together over the decades. But eventually life took us in different directions and, although we remained close in spirit, we never managed to all get together after Ramesha and I moved back from Europe in 2006.
But last month we (figuratively) put our foot down, set a date, and met via Zoom. And today we not only did it again, but we’ve already got a date set for our next meeting!
I’m feeling very grateful for this group of friends who hold a big chunk of my life in their collective memory. Such a blessing.
A friend captured this moment at the beginning of Tuesday’s Inner Renewal Week class and I absolutely love it.
I’m so grateful for Ramesha, and for the blessing of sharing my spiritual path and music dharma with him.
Seriously tweaked my shoulder last night and it hurts to type. So here’s a happy thought to reflect on at the end of your day.
And isn’t this a great photo?!? Could be titled “exuberance!”