Stretch Now, or Forever Hold Your Place


There was a time when I'd try to touch my toes and my hands would stop a little past my knees.    I'd stop because the backs of my knees and legs hurt and I would promptly decide that my legs were too long. Ha! Today, nearly twenty-five years since my first yoga class, I easily touch my toes, and more.

When I look at this recent photograph of myself, I am so grateful for the thirty-something-year-old me who began to stretch toward her toes. My progression was not a straight line to the top. It lurched and lunged but the movement was forward and overall, upward.  

I often use the terms "blessed" and "lucky" to describe my present life but if I use my physical body in comparison, I  stretched. A little at a time, I did the work. So what do I want for myself twenty-five years from now? What do I need to start doing today, to make that happen?  




When the soul wishes to experience something she throws an image of the experience out before her and enters into her own image.
— Meister Eckhart