Compassion has been my theme in my yoga classes for several weeks, maybe even months now. On a day-to-day basis there is so much hate and intolerance that I like to remind myself as well as my fellow yogis that showing compassion for ourselves leads to compassion for others. It starts within.
HUDDLED BENEATH THE SKY
The sadness I have caused any face
by letting a stray word
I have caused you,
what can I do to make us even?
Demand a hundred fold of me – I’ll pay it.
During the day I hold my feet accountable
to watch out for wondrous insects and their friends.
Why would I want to bring horror
into their extraordinary
Magnetic fields draw us to Light; they move our limbs and thoughts.
But it is still dark; if our hearts do not hold a lantern,
we will stumble over each other,
huddled beneath the sky
as we are.
~ Rumi ~
(Love Poems from God: Twelve Sacred Voices from the East and West by Daniel Ladinsky)