Yesterday I had quite a few tears. Happily sadness doesn’t scare me. To the contrary, I consider it to be cleansing and revealing. The emotion that was coming up each time I cried was associated with a certain feeling I’d been stuffing down and not allowing myself to experience. I was surprised when I realised that part of the blues was caused by the fact that  I hadn’t told people I love how much they meant to me.

It’s not unusual to misinterpret or ignore strong emotion. Years ago I had the opportunity to ask the yoga master Desikachar why some students would spontaneously cry while doing poses. He said it had to do with the “pending file”. He said Indians tended to let their feelings out more, but Westerners stuck them away somewhere to be dealt with “one day”. A quiet moment in a yoga class could very well be that one day. Another occasion might be when you’re sitting on the cusp of major surgery. If I haven’t told you lately (or ever) how much I admire and love you, how much I appreciate the healing connection we have, this post is for you! I feel grateful to have you in my life. XO