I recently submitted a post to the Atlanta Yoga Scene entitled, “When Breathing isn’t Easy – A CF Adult’s Journey to Teaching Yoga.” That post has started a whirlwind of exposure as people with Cystic Fibrosis (CF) and families of … Continue reading
There’s a poem by Linda Ellis of a man who stood to speak at the funeral of a friend. He referred to the dates on his coffin,
from the beginning…. to the end. He spoke of what mattered most were not the dates of his friend’s birth and his death, but the dash — the tiny dash — that represents what happens between. Life.
Awesome reminder that this, we have now. There are opportunities to live life to your fullest every where you look. It’s not on the television, and it’s not even in a book. The first date on your memoir has already happened and each day, you approach that second date. How are you living your dash?
In the song, “It’s Alright, Ma (I’m Only Bleeding),” Bob Dylan says, “…that he not busy being born is busy dying.”
There are countless people throughout history who have lived and ARE living their dashes to the fullest: Sri Tirumalai Krishnamacharya (November 18, 1888 – February 28, 1989; Mahatma Ghandi (2 October 1869 – 30 January 1948); Mother Teresa (26 August 1910 – 5 September 1997); Martin Luther King, Jr. (January 15, 1929 – April 4, 1968); The Dalai Lama, Tenzin Gyatso (6 July 1935 – ).
You don’t have to have a bucket list of goals that you check off one by one as a sense of achievement. Merely practicing gratitude and presence everyday and opening your eyes to life around you will do just fine. Follow your heart, and the universe will provide everything you need.
Whether you aspire to achieve the Nobel Peace Prize or just to reach the end of your life never having said the words, “I wish I had…,” it’s never too late to start living your dash to the fullest.
-Your Charmed Yogi
When I was five years old, my parent’s received a devastating blow. They learned that me, their only child, had Cystic Fibrosis, a genetic lung disease that would gradually progress making it difficult for me to breathe and take part in activities like other children. It would also shorten my lifespan.
Read the whole post, When Breathing isn’t Easy – A Cystic Fibrosis Adult’s Journey to Teaching Yoga…
-Your Charmed Yogi