new season

Remember this post... yeah yeah, the one where I said I had no idea what was going to come of this space. It seems that once you resign the need for clarity is the moment it is gifted to you. In hindsight, I think I knew what was to unfold here, but as I write this, I look off in the wind-affected trees and shake my head... mostly with disbelief, humility, and graciousness. But then there's this voice that penetrates, saying "this is a big responsibility." 

Immediately thereafter, a reminder so true floods my awareness: it's never been about what we "do". The roles we play are many. Infinite.

It's so interesting how once our ego is in tight "relations" with an aspect of our "doing", it no longer is a thing we bring into question. I haven't considered my role as a daughter, conscious citizen, friendly space-holder for tears, rants and exuberant raves in years. I'm not lost in my roles as a woman, a smiling face in a crowd, or a person who has practiced yoga, on and off the mat for several years. No. My ego is "tight" with those "people". (Tightly identified.) And as I'm being confronted to serve in a new capacity, ego has decided at the final hour to put in some overtime to try and "fear" me into submission. (AKA oblivion, if we're keeping it real, haha!) With all this talk of "responsibility". 

Well, I say "f*ck it." Responsibility is freedom. And I've always been free.

♥