The world and its desires pass away, but the man who does the will of God lives forever. (1 John 2:17).
This passage always brings me peace in my spirit. To live in the will of God – while not always perfectly clear, is to know peace, no matter what the circumstances.
Several years ago, I experienced a profound shift in my very philosophy of life. This occurred during my time in training to become a yoga instructor. I chose a small school in Mexico, on the Baja peninsula near Todos Santos. The school is called Yandara, for those of you who may be seeking a similar experience~
The ‘school’ is located about 500 yards inland from a pristine expanse of beach. The accommodations consist of a tent with small bed, nightstand and lamp – the bathroom and showers are open air. The compound itself is comprised of several primitive style thatched roof structures and open air shelters. The surrounding topography is mostly desert and hilly with arid mountain ranges in the distance. Not the sort of place that a prima donna might find herself – at least not willingly.
While I’m certainly no prima donna, prior to my Yandara experience, camping was at the very bottom of my list of enjoyable activities. In fact, I have always detested camping – due to a few less than positive experiences early in my life. However, Yandara was a good choice for my graduate student budget, so I decided to take the risk – the fact that my tent had a bed made it a bit more palatable and actually cinched the deal for me.
On one of my last days at Yandara, I asked the director if I could be excused from one afternoon’s classes to sit alone on the beach. Because the training was condensed, the days were quite full – beginning with an early morning beach meditation and ending late, around 10pm. This left only minimal time for self-reflection and quiet time – which is how I recharge and restore.
I was granted permission. As I sat on the beach that day, I was mesmerized, and I was changed – In watching and listening to the beauty unfold around me – everything from observing various sea creatures leap in the water to feeling the freedom of the soaring birds dancing in the breeze…behind me on land, I watched the docile goats and cows aimlessly wandering and chewing – the gentle ringing of the cowbells singing against the roaring backdrop of the crashing waves.
As I watched and pondered, I began drawing in the sand – almost without thought – words appeared, dream, feel, imagine, freedom, spirit, discover, dance, soar, breathe…live. It was in this moment that something shifted for me. I realized that I was not really living the life that I felt was God’s will for me.
It was in this moment that I made a decision.
I decided that I was going to change my life and to begin to live in a way that had meaning for me, rather than to continue to live a life that was dictated to me by circumstances and/or defined by my culture and others.
I’m tearing up as I remember this moment – my heart was forever changed.
Powerful.
3 1/2 years later, my life is indeed very different and the journey continues…
You?





























