Learning

 Daily Reflection

I woke up today and the first thing I felt was gratitude.

Thank you for waking me up. Thank you for this breath. Thank you for this body.

Even when it was cold, even when I wanted to stay still, my body was already speaking.

Twisting. Turning. Asking me to listen.

And when I finally stood on the mat, I listened.

I am learning how to breathe into my body—slowly, patiently, honestly.

I am learning how much time it takes to truly arrive.

When the body says rest, I rest.

When it says move, I move.

Strength and stillness are becoming one conversation.

I feel changes happening quietly.

Pain dissolving.

Endurance replacing struggle.

The spine softening.

Not through force—but through attention.

I’m realizing this didn’t come from comfort.

It came from desperation that turned into discipline.

A gift that arrived when I had nothing left to hold onto but breath.

Gratitude is no longer an idea.

It is my doorway into the day.

When I begin with gratitude, the mind settles, the body opens, and the heart stays quiet.

I see now that not everything needs to be spoken.

Some things are only understood through silence.

I don’t need to explain what I’m learning.

I just need to live it.

I walk slowly.

I jog slowly.

I move slowly.

And in that slowness, I feel life more clearly than ever.

I laugh at my life—not out of confusion, but amazement.

I practice. I move. I listen. I sit. I walk. I reflect.

And somehow, that is enough.

I don’t need to know all the answers.

Seeking itself is holy.

Listening itself is prayer.

Today, I choose gratitude again.

I choose silence.

I choose to trust what my body and life are teaching me.

And I am deeply, humbly thankful.

Yoruba Yogi