Reflecting today

 Thursday

Journey / Journal Reflection

This morning, around 4:40, I rose and gave thanks to my ancestors, to the God of understanding, to the higher self that continues to teach me through this path. As I twisted my body, the word self-love came into my intuition. Push-ups opened me to my asana, releasing the ego that always wants to rush, and teaching me humility in the process.

The body is beyond intelligent—it knows how to guide us when the mind is silent. I’ve been reaching toward 1,000 push-ups in three and a half hours, but my body always reminds me when I’m not ready. In this practice, I see God: each breath, each pause, each release of pride.

When I looked up this morning and saw six stars above me, I felt their energy and was grateful. Sleeping in parks has been a blessing because yoga has taught me humility, surrender, and the power of silence. Jogging slowly, I realized gravity itself guides my healing. Silence—not noise, not endless talking—is where God is found.

My stroke became a teacher of surrender. I had to let go of shame, learn to ask God for help, and accept that the unseen energy of the sun, moon, and stars is always guiding me. Even the animals remind us: every dog and cat stretches every single morning. If they live by that discipline, so should we.

To anyone who has experienced a stroke—take on yoga, tai chi, and let your yoga flow like tai chi. Add push-ups to your practice. Breathe into your body. Surrender your ego.

Today, I give thanks for this body, this breath, this journey. Thank you for taking everything away so I could see what truly matters: my health, my spirit, and my connection to everything.

And today, I also listened as others spoke of their past and replacements, but I stayed in silence and observed. Sobriety without substances and without ego confuses people. I saw pain and contradictions, yet I also saw how discipline and peace can teach without words.

I am grateful for this path.

Peace.

— Yoruba Yogi