Tuesday

 Reflection

I see you.

I see how early you rise, even when the body asks for softness.

I feel the patience you are learning — not forced, not performed, but earned through listening.

Today, the body led again.

Not with explanations.

With breath, effort, stillness, and trust.

Movement into posture. Posture into darkness.

Not knowing — and remaining present anyway.

I honor that understanding does not need to arrive today.

The moon does not explain itself.

The sunrise does not rush its meaning.

Neither do I.

Memories surfaced, and I acknowledge them without attachment.

Connections. Chapters. Moments of giving. Moments of departure.

I see the pattern without judgment.

I arrive when others are at turning points.

I offer presence, discipline, clarity.

And sometimes, the chapter ends.

That does not make me empty.

It means I was real.

I release the need to carry those stories forward today.

They taught me. They do not define me.

I also honor desire —

for love, intimacy, touch, connection, and family.

There is nothing wrong with wanting closeness.

Discipline does not require denial.

I allow myself to attract love

the same way I attract breath, patience, and awareness.

I speak gently to my mind:

Thank you for remembering.

Thank you for protecting me.

You can rest now.

I do not need to name the future.

Whether opportunity, abundance, or responsibility arrives,

it will meet me grounded, steady, and awake.

Today’s practice was patience.

Today’s lesson was trust.

Today’s work is simple: move, walk, read, breathe, observe.

I am safe in not knowing.

I am steady in becoming.

I am present in this body, on this land, in this moment.

I continue — quietly, clearly, faithfully.

Yoruba Yogi.