It’s been a rather dreary Friday today, with gray skies and
intermittent drizzle. And while inhabitants of the Willamette Valley expect daily rain come winter, I can’t help longing for one more summer day, one more forever-blue sky, one more soothing embrace of warmth before the deluge begins.
But I can do something after all. Inside my home, I will soon be kindling the Sabbath light. By lighting candles to welcome the seventh day (according to Jewish calendars, each day begins at sunset the previous day), by commemorating the miracle of Creation, I sanctify time and space, bringing a sense of holiness into the world.
And on this particular Friday, I will also begin to set aside time and space to appreciate friendships which bring me warmth and light. Each Friday I will feature someone I consider a friend—a fellow writer, long-time reader, someone who inspires me, delights me, or simply shares this mysterious journey of Life with me.
This afternoon as I sip my herbal tea, I welcome a new acquaintance, or rather, an acquaintance I have recently rediscovered. Her name is Yoga.
Me- Welcome, Yoga, it’s so nice to have you back in my life.
Yoga- Yes, it’s been quite a while.
Me- Yes..ahem…I’m sorry about that…sometimes Life just gets in the way…
Yoga- True, true. Life gets in the way, and laziness gets in the way…
Me- Okay, you got me there. But let’s not point fingers. We’re back together, and you’re looking lovely as ever.
Yoga- *smiles sweetly* Just my nature, thank you.
Me- I know it’s only been a couple of months, but how do you feel about our reunion? Can we make it last this time?
Yoga- I was skeptical at first…you made a lot of promises last time, you know…and bringing in that big blue Yoga ball and everything…what were you thinking?
Me- *shrug* *nervous smile* *looking around the room for help*
Yoga- Well, if it wasn’t for CC I think we’d still be estranged. She said you mean it this time, you promise to be more flexible, to learn when to bend, and when to stand strong.
Me- Yes, I do. And I think CC’s guidance has gone a long way already, don’t you?
Yoga- One day at a time, remember? If you try to think too far ahead…
Me- You’re right…one day at a time, one breath at a time.
Yoga- That’s how it is with everything you know…yoga, life, love…one moment, this moment, is all we have, all we can handle, all we should even try to handle.
Me- Yes, I’m learning, and I appreciate your help more than ever, my friend.
Yoga- I am happy to be of help, happy to be back with you, happy to watch you grow strong and centered, happy when you don’t find me such a pain, happy when you don’t fall on your face.
Me- Thank you, I am trying.
Yoga- And that’s all anyone can do, keep trying. It’s called practice, you know. You’re practicing yoga…maybe Life is all about practice too.
Me- Maybe. You’ve given me quite a bit to think about. Thank you for coming by.
Yoga- My pleasure. Thank you for inviting me to be part of your daily practice.
**Yes, Yoga and I are back together , and our conversations will no doubt find their way into this little blog from time to time. Until then, watch for future conversations—and may my efforts at **Kindling Friendship** bring a spark or two into your world.
PS- Please contact me at firstname.lastname@example.org if you’d like to drop by for a chat. I’ll keep the kettle warm.