Pack your best supplies and perhaps an apple for your teacher. Apply your knowledge keenly to learn from all life’s lessons, knowing that the curriculum, the patterns and experiences, has been precisely planned by your teacher to inspire forever growth and learning. Select the courses to take and when and how to apply your knowledge. The curriculum is there to guide you, developed by your greatest teacher…you.
There is a sweet moment in sailing when the two sails, the main and the jib, are trimmed so precisely — balanced, as a captain would call it — that the boat seems to sail itself, rising on the wind, gliding through the water, you can even let go of the wheel and the boat will stay its course., tuning itself to the angles of the wind, knowing what it needs best.
Our make up is not much different than that of a sailboat. For, when we connect body and mind in seamless balance, the vessel of intuition takes flight and the higher Self is free to let go of the wheel, to trust each piece to do its part in divine equilibrium to sail us forward most efficiently, most powerfully, most joyfully and full of ease.
Some call it a true art to be a captain who sails a balanced ship. Take the time to trim your sails, to feel the wind, to know what it is you need, and to find your balance.
Invite new awareness in every experience with childlike innocence and freshness, illuminating parts of you that are dormant, numb, or forgotten. Be bold and mindfully daring as you step beyond the familiar, trusting your intuition to live life fully – not cautiously, not routinely, nor steadily, rather knowingly and freely.
The feet are the foundation for the heart and head, the physical roots of Self. They carry us. They know our struggles. They tell our story – a story of how we have lived, our relationships with others, our deepest strengths, and where we have stood through every weakness.
Whether standing in the shadows or on the front lines of our experiences, we directly connect those experiences to our roots.
When we humbly and courageously stand under our experiences as opposed to standing up to them, we begin to open our hearts, strengthen our compassion for ourselves and others, and to exercise the most clear and powerful voice of action, that of the higher self.
Let the music play, the beat tuned to the flow of my breath and the rhythm of my heart.
I am the amazing conductor of the orchestra of my life.
Its sound perfectly tuned.
Its measure justly syncopated.
Its harmony divinely aligned.
Oh, how lovely the notes and tones come together when I mindfully raise my baton with a smile and create just the right pulse and rhythm on which this ensemble plays on just for me.
Sometimes life begins to feel like it’s swirling around outside of me, faster than me, bigger than me, as if instead of surfing the wave I find myself caught up, tossing in the undercurrent.
That’s when I recoil my limbs, retract my mind, and tuck securely into my shell. Belly protected, I focus on my breath, on my heartbeat, on listening — listening and watching — as my inner wisdom quietly reminds me that “I’m OK.”
When I go inside, I come back to my center and everything on the outside slows down. I watch…I breathe…and I know that whatever is going on outside, I can always find calm on the inside.