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.

sky

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

HUDDLED BENEATH THE SKY

 

The sadness I have caused any face

by letting a stray word

strike it,

 

any pain

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

world?

 

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)

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