Thursday

 Daily Reflection — Yoruba Yogi

Today I noticed how easily words can sound compassionate while remaining distant. I wasn’t hurt by it — just curious. I realized how often care is spoken in general terms, because general care is safer than personal involvement. Seeing that clearly didn’t make me angry. It made me aware.

What surprised me most was my own reaction. I didn’t feel unseen. I didn’t feel offended. I simply watched the mind register the difference between intention and action. There was no need to correct it or explain it away. Just noticing was enough.

I also became aware of how belief, when spoken gently, can still assume that others need to be changed or opened. That thought didn’t disturb me — it sharpened my respect for inner autonomy. Everyone carries their own understanding, and peace doesn’t require agreement.

As I moved afterward, letting my body carry me forward, I felt how deeply I am learning trust. Trusting momentum. Trusting gravity. Trusting that I don’t need to brace myself against every step. Even slow movement is teaching my nervous system that forward motion doesn’t have to hurt.

Thoughts came and went, and instead of clinging to them, I allowed them to pass. What once would have turned into rumination now dissolves into observation. The mind no longer needs to make a case. It just witnesses.

I’m beginning to understand that clarity doesn’t come from answers, but from the ability to sit with contradiction without tightening. There is relief in not needing to resolve everything. There is freedom in calling things “interesting” and letting them be.

Nothing today required fixing.

Nothing asked for reaction.

Everything offered understanding.

And that feels like progress.

Yoruba Yogi