May 30, 2018
As the Month of May changed around me – the frigidity of winter ice all melted away into colour and movement – I spent most of May rooted in change, acceptance, and growth. I found myself turning to the landscape for guidance and I found myself relating the change which was happening in my life to the changes in Nature aorund me.
I witnessed a crow snatch a baby robin straight from the nest and fly away with it. Mother robin’s call for aid attracted robins from within earshot – in the sky I saw robin’s flying to her assistance sweeping in from all directions. They landed in the tree chirping loudly, trying to scare the crow away, and when the crow took flight with its prize in its mouth, the robins, as a group, flew after the crow. At a loss, mama robin then proceeded to wandered around my lawn, on my fence, and chirped and called out in what I presume was mourning, and sadness.
The yoga studio where I practice and teach at announced it was closing at the end of this month. It is sad to see a studio close, and what I experienced was also sense of lose, the loss of a yogi community.
On the flip side, during this whole time my thoughts were also drawn to Ishvara Pranidhana – the concept of Surrender. Life wants to surprise us, delight us, and grow us – rather than mindlessly living life on auto pilot. Surrendering to life’s moments, its mystery, and whatever it throws our way. Living in the moment, surrendering to change and acceptance, enables us to grow, to surprise us and to delight us. I found myself struggling with this concept – the concept to just surrender and accept growth. Growth in the life around me and growth to live in the moment. I had a hard time to release the control of not knowing. It was also this release – to stop fighting to control life, and to simply surrender to the flow of the moment – that made me realize that this is where life growth takes place. Much like the baby robin I’ve been watching grow over the last four days; who is learning to fly away with the possibilities of life.
And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom. ~ Anais Nin