Today I headed back to the Loft.
Once again I was overcome with emotion at the last part of the session, the relaxation/meditative element if you will, that follows the main yoga-exercise part. Once the session is over our teacher gets us to pick a card from a spiritual deck, and read the message that we have been drawn to read.
I read mine over twice, letting it sink in.
It was all about ‘The Space Between.’ How often we feel frustrated and stuck being in that in-between space, where we are neither here or there… and yet it is in this space of indecision, of the unknown, that we do the most growing.
It is the space that is the most beautiful, because we learn and get the most out of it.
Interestingly I came across the same thought elsewhere just days ago, and the thought was, if you can be comfortable not knowing, then you can learn anything.
I sat quietly, going over these words, freaking out at just how accurate they were for me during this limbo stage of my life.
After all that stretching, lifting, pulsing, deep breathing and contemplation, it made sense that I had to head down a couple blocks to get myself a post-workout pick up… 😉
I then took myself and my boosts of energy down to the water, to sit, breathe, take in all I had learnt and felt the last hour, and just BE.
I also went a step further, and I didn’t only take photos of the glistening wavy waters in front of me…
But I looked behind me, and around, looked at the sand, the trees, the grasses.
I looked at the spaces in between. 💖