Life goes on, like a figure of 8 - it is infinite

After nearly 3 months now of living in what have to be some of the strangest times of our lives, we’re bound to have very mixed emotions about how we feel about it all. 

With imposed restrictions about where we can go, who we can see or not, including our nearest and dearest has surely been one of the toughest aspects of life under the spectre of Corona virus. There are also many different view points about the hows whys and wherefores, but whatever your personal view may be I’m sure many of you have had moments of deep thought and perhaps self reflection. Some of you may now be slowly moving out of isolation, some may still be in it and you may well have had times of feeling lonely even if your not living alone, but the frustration of not being able to just meet up with friends, go out for a bite to eat, travel and in general be free to live your life as you once knew it may well by now feel like it’s taking its toll! 

But then you may also have had times where you’ve thought about the positives .. moments in nature where you may have taken the time to watch how amazing and beautiful it truly is, things like watching bees 🐝 fly in and out of flower heads working hard to gather pollen, moor hens carrying broken reeds and sticks across lakes to build their nests, trees producing spring blooms which are now transforming into so many shades of summer green and its truly mesmerising . 

I’ve been marvelling at nature going about her business recently, and it’s not that I didn’t before, but I’ve perhaps been looking more closely and really appreciating the present moment and I am also more grateful now than ever for yoga in all its forms . 

There were predictions that this year would be one where we began to care less for material possessions and more for nature and each other. 

No one perhaps could have predicted that a new way of living would come at such a cost, the tragedy of loss that so many have suffered as a consequence of this has been devastating as is loss of any kind and as long as the world turns tragedies will periodically come and go. 

We can however always take solace in the fact that life goes on, like a figure of 8 it is infinite and in so many ways simply magical ✨ just like Erica Hanson so beautifully puts it in her poem ..