What is Yoga 308

Life is a constant struggle of balancing our body on both a physical and emotional side. Through yoga I have learned several life lessons. Yoga 308 is a goal I set for myself to do at least 60 minutes of yoga for 6 days a week for the next year. I invite anyone to join me on this adventure as I blog about some of my daily experiences. This is not intended to show that I have found peace and tranquility, but rather give my honest feelings of my journey. Enjoy.

Friday, October 5, 2012

Day 61 - The White Feather

61 days.  I am pretty proud of my determination and the discipline I have had so far.  I have to give me some props.  There are so many times in our lives that we demand so much from ourselves, and we really do not give us the love we deserve.  I know I am not alone in this world doing this much yoga, but 2 months of yoga plus blogging everyday is quite a task.  I would like to take this opportunity to say "Good job Danny."  I am really happy and proud of where I have gone in the last year. :)

I went into Orlando Power Yoga where I took a Yin class with Steve Rubin.  It was a great and relaxing class, and there were a lot of friends that I love in the class today.

I wanted to take today and tell a story that about a white feather.

In 2001 I quit my job and decided to backpack in Europe.  I had $3,000 in my savings and had a plan to just go out there and live off of $3,000 as long as I could.  It was a changing point in my life.  When I was in Norway, I was walking to Gustav Vigeland park.  It is a really cool park where Gustav was paid to make over 200 statues in a park.  It was such a cool idea in my head.  Anyways, while trying to find this park I got lost.  I sat down on a bench and ate a sandwich.  I remember that I was not frustrated that I was lost, but rather at peace, knowing I was supposed to be sitting in the park.

While sitting there a blond haired woman came out in a long white dress.  She was walking a white Samoyed dog.  Norway was one of the first places I had visited outside the U.S.  I did not feel very comfortable talking to people.  I was caught up in my head that people would be insulted if I spoke English to them.  The woman walked up to me and smiled.  I returned the smile, and did not say a word.   She handed me a white feather. 

Looking back, I was in such a beautiful moment.  It was not about who I was, who she was, what we were doing, where we were going.  For a brief moment there was a connection that was just simple knowledge that everything was going to be OK.

About 1 year later I was hiking in Hawaii.  There is a beautiful coastal trail on the island of Kauai.  It is a total 18 mile hike out to a remote part of the island.  There are very spirtual beings that live out there and the only way to get out there is by foot.  About half way there my friend and I stopped to take a break.  My friend layed down to nap and I sat on a rock.  As I sat in the Hawaiian tropics a blond haired woman appeared in a white dress.  She went over to the river stripped down and went skinny dipping.  It was a nice view but when I looked down I noticed a white feather at my feet.  Again a real moment of beauty. 

After this point I started to pay attention.  The white feather now reminds me how life can be beutiful.  I typically will find them in times of need change or reminders to keep a simple mind.  These are messages that the universe is sending to me.  Whether I see them or I don't is really up to me. 

I thought you would enjoy that story.  I am off to bed.  I have yoga tomorrow morning.