Jan 1, 2025
Greetings yogis,
This could be the year. "For what?" you might ask.
To heal. To forgive – yourself and others. To finally move on and make peace with all that brought you to this moment. To lean into uncertainty and trust that your path is the one you're currently walking. To stop comparing and stacking yourself up against others, judging and wishing your life were something other than exactly what it is. Right now and right here, it is beautiful, messy, and perfect.
This could be the year to stop worrying so much about all that you can't control and finally work towards taking charge of what you can. To direct your energy and life force more consciously, minimizing the many ways you've let yourself become distracted. The year to really wake up and see how precious, and fleeting, it all is. To set down your limiting beliefs and finally believe in your greatness. Yes, this could be the year.
Onward and over the threshold into 2025 we go. Some of us are haggard, barely scraping across the finish, others cannonballing in, and some idly watching the clock hands. However you've crossed over, there you are. And while many moments have led to this one, let us not drag them all into the clean slate of a new year ahead. This year, in fact this day, is ripe with opportunities and limitless possibilities.
Go into it weightless. Notice what old stories, self-defeating narratives and habitual patterns you're trailing behind. Shed some layers and go lighter. With each breath, you have the right to reimagine the outcome, revise the script, and reinvent yourself accordingly. Yes, you have this distinct right, and it starts here, in the mind. Be vigilant of the stories you tell yourself and repeatedly ask if they're still true. Chances are good that they're not.
We often forget that with abhyasa (practice, patience and commitment), we can build the mighty muscle of conscious release, or vairagyam (the sacred practice of letting go of what no longer needs to be held). It's not easy, but it's our practice as yogis: setting down what we've been carrying, over and over again, until it becomes the way and each new moment arrives with the freshness of spring.
So onward we go into the great unknown. May it be exquisite. I’m rooting for you, we’re all in this together.
Nat K
Om Shanti Shanti Shanti
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