Introducing. . . .

Hello friends! Yet, again, I've let life and being "busy" get in and make a mess of my blogging time and my ability to focus and relax. 


I knew that the past few weeks would be this way, so I asked my friend, fellow blogger, and fellow Harry Connick, Jr lover to do a guest blog for me. 


She graciously accepted and was worried that it would be quick enough or enough. :) 


Bloggers, meet, T. She and I are friends in real life, met because of a man (Harry) and found that we both have some awesome things in common. We both have 2 girls just about the same age, we both live our lives to be a good example to them and hope to teach them some of the things we were not taught early in life. And as I said, we have the same amount of love for Harry and his music, voice, good looks... *swoon*


We also have both been divorced and have since found men that make our hearts melt, our souls come alive, and our face light up! More often than not she has the ability to write exactly what I'm feeling about the love of my life, though, I tend to be a bit more reserved about writing about it here. 


Here are some of my favorite, T, blogs: 


Simplicity 
Learning Moments 
Ups and Downs of an LDR 
Dedications 
I Won't Worry My Life Away

And here is T's blog for you: 

I was so excited when Tisha asked me to write a guest post on her blog. Tisha and I have known each other for years and have had very similar experiences in that time. She continues to inspire me with her strength and faith. It is an honor to know her.

But to write for her blog?!?

As I thought about what to write about, I looked back over posts from my own blog. I found this one…. and it is one of my favorites:

Meeting you where you are

I actually revisited this post earlier this year when I wrote about allowing.

In the original post, I wrote about how yoga and A Course in Miracles (a favorite book of mine) both came into my life exactly when I needed them. I also wrote how they met me exactly where I was, at the time, and continue to meet me as I improve in my yoga practice and learn more about my spirituality.

In that same post, I stated that I believed love would meet me where I was too.

I believed that no matter what baggage I carried, no matter what sort of healing I had left to do, someone would come into my life and meet me exactly where I was then and fit me perfectly.

I was right.

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When I think back on that post, however, I have overlooked one beautiful thing:

My spirituality and my yoga are both ongoing practices.

In both of them, I have learned to accept myself right where I am. I have learned that there is no perfect yoga pose - it changes day by day, depending on how I feel. There is also no one-day-I-will-be-enlightened perfect spirituality, either. Enlightenment takes place in the now, not in some illusory moment in the future. Both yoga and my spiritual studies are evolving practices in acceptance. They both allow me to find peace right now as I grow stronger in both, without even trying.

Why have I not learned that about love?

Perhaps love is an evolutionary process of practice as well. Maybe instead of trying to see where love will take me, instead of wishing I was better at it, or instead of hoping for some perfect manifestation of the best love there is... maybe I need to find peace as I grow stronger in allowing love right here, right now.

Perhaps if I stop putting pressure on myself to have perfect love, just as I stopped trying to do the most perfect yoga and stopped looking forward to an enlightened future in time and space, maybe I will see the perfection of love in this moment in time.  Perhaps then, I will see that perfect love is always available to me at any given moment. It is Perfect as it is God’s Love.

After all, if I've learned anything from yoga and A Course in Miracles, it is this:

Happiness, love, peace and joy are not something to aspire to. They are as readily available to you the next breath you take.

Do you ever stop and acknowledge the very air you breathe?

Your next perfect moment is that close.