It’s springtime kulis and you can’t help but feel the generosity of our sweet planet. It’s palpable in the way sparkly, magical moments become palpable. It’s everywhere in both likely and unlikely places. It’s even in the ice we all scraped off our cars this morning.
It’s in cities like Boston where the anniversary of the marathon bombing reminds us that the generosity of the human spirit can make your heart ache. This ache is a real reminder that we are all truly connected with one another. This connection is a reflection of the love, strength and courage within each of us. When crazy happens, these great gifts remind us that we are resilient and that when we share our abundance we touch grace.
Some of us felt the generosity of the Universe early Tuesday morning when the lunar eclipse turned the moon a coppery red. If a Blood Moon keeps you awake in the middle of the night, you can’t help but feel either totally crazy or, better yet, intimately connected with the great beauty that surrounds us. Being a lifelong full moon abiding insomniac, I can say choosing the latter makes you grateful and the former way too twisted.
Alrighty then, all this makes me think we could use a dose of good ole’ fashioned yoga, not the kind we tattoo on our foreheads, but the kind that we do generously and in plain sight. This requires a mixture of one part saying thank you, 53 parts listening to the rain on your roof and saying praise be, 99 parts being present, and 1,000 parts keeping your heart wide open — because you never know what surprising connection you might find when you do.
Before I sign off I want to say a big thank you to all the students and teachers who are participating in our April meditation challenge and reading Meditation for the Love of It. I dare say that one thing this journey has been helping us with is seeing even more beauty in everything — and everyone — around us. And being on this journey together makes us that much more thankful for each and every one of you.