I want to tell you about a good friend of mine. I can't call her my best friend because she often leaves me to my own devices when I need a crutch. Over the course of our relationship, she has let me go floundering through crisis after crisis reminding me of all the advice she has given me over the years saying, "Sister, I can't do it all. You have to pick up the slack on this one." Despite our setbacks and separations, she has remained constant in her love for me. She won't hesitate to tell me when I am misaligned in my thoughts, actions, or words, but she won't go so far as to criticize me, because she accepts me just the way I am. The words she speaks to me in my darkest times are, "Darling, there are no mistakes, only lessons. Open your heart to the lessons."
I've had many friends like her over the years and I have always been so selfish with them, wanting all of their time just for me. I worried that I would be the one who was left behind or that I wouldn't get invited to the fun parties unless I was in a certain clique. She has many friends but she always has time for me. In fact, she has never declined a lunch date or even time to just sit with me in stillness. Don't get me wrong~ this chick can party! We have been upside down and all over the country (even the world) engaging in our crazy antics. She's always up for a good time, but she never overindulges. She prefers a life of balance.
Over the years, she has changed somewhat. Some of her friends have questioned her saying, "What happened to the real you? Why are you all over Facebook and Instagram showing off?" Other friends say, "I'm the only one that knows the real her, the quiet and conservative side. She's really not that flashy. She's way deeper than that." The fact of the matter is she's all of it. She has a solid foundation and she moves and breathes in a way that let's you know she's completely in tune with herself and her divine essence. At times, she moves like a cat coming to life after a long nap, and at others she's as still as a winter's night. Her name is Yoga.
Yoga has been the one friend that I have called upon when my searching for answers to life's questions has failed me. She has picked me up when I needed a hand and has looked me in the eye and held me accountable for my BS when I have gotten above my yoga raising. Yoga held up her end of our relationship when I wanted to bail, and I owe my deepest experiences of humility and gratitude to her. She has taught me to believe in myself in a kinder and more loving way, and to also love her just the way she is without labels or qualifiers. She's the real deal folks. My hope is that if you haven't met her, you will make it a point to do so. I promise~ she will make time for you and you won't be disappointed.