Some of the smallest things are, by nature, packed with big lessons.
I am lying on my back.
I’m staring upwards at four large skylights, which brighten the quiet, dimmed yoga studio I am blessed to be practicing in today.
I notice a crack beginning at one corner of one skylight, feathering outward – flawing the tastefully painted, sun-colored ceiling. At first glance, I recognize it as a problem. My eyes (and mind) are keenly aware of how it taints the rest of the room.
In the background, while focused on the blemish in an otherwise perfect space, my lovely yoga instructor, speaks softly about letting go of all preconceived notions of how our practice will go…allowing us to be where we are…without self-judgement.
My eyes begin to soften as I come into my breath, and as they do, the crack, which before was so clear, loses its focus. And soon, as I come deeper into awareness of myself, my eyes, still gazing upon the place the crack resides, lose sight of it altogether.
I understand immediately.
The way my eyes had first perceived the crack is parallel to the way our eyes first perceive ourselves and others.
Packed into this little crack is an important slice of wisdom. While it tends to be an instinctive habit to nitpick, to see flaws before we see light and beauty, we can change habits. It starts with a simple intention – a desire to make a shift. This is the beginning of a lovely practice.
I owe a better me to this crack, and to the path that brought me here today.