Whose Life Is It Anyway? Ramblings on life, yoga, romance, money, sex, life, yoga, art, music, life and life.
As Passover and Easter find alignment on the same weekend I had a moment of pause: why do we think we are different at all? I have spent a good bit of time at the tables of many different cultures. In each home we break bread, talk about life, work, children and God. This is true no matter where I visit.
This week I will sit at a Passover Seder and our Muslim friends will have brunch with us for Easter. I'm excited to celebrate the cultural differences and chuckle as we all complain about paying too much in taxes. Yoga shows us so tenderly that though there are many paths, there is but one truth. As this is my truth, while my Jewish friends celebrate the pilgrimage to the Temple of Jerusalem and my Catholic friends celebrate a spiritual rebirth, I will marvel at the tapestry that weaves us all together.