Every time I think I have settled down. As soon I begin to focus on a “normal” life with a regular job that would make a good paycheck, would help me save in a 401k, would be not world or life changing but still good work, I start to feel whispers. Whispers of doubt that it not the right thing, whispers of something more, whispers of what I should be doing. It is like the wind. When we took the chair lift to the top of the snowbowl in Flagstaff last weekend you could hear the wind, it was very soft, quiet and gentle, almost like it was talking but I could not quiet understand it. That’s how I feel about these whispers, I can hear them rustle but I can not understand exactly what they are saying.

Yoga is whisper for me as is: art, healing, animals, food, people and community. Whispering about something, but I can’t get a clear picture. Like I am looking through the camera lenses and I can’t get it to focus. I want to have a glimpse of what my life will look like in the future. I want to know that things will be better, wholesome, and beautiful. How can I take all these varied interests and push them into a mosaic that’s works. It is simple really, but also very difficult for me to achieve, I want o feel fulfilled, feel like my work is important. I also want some flexibility, a beautiful work environment, and I want diversity in what I do.

Something worth listening to is Mathew Sanford. Find more about it him here and also here.