Floating through truth.

Things, people, moments, dreams.... all come and go. The only permanence is God. I've been in one place for a very long time, and still am not a part of the group dynamic, always the observer, watching the smiles and vibes float by as I struggle to know how to exist. Has Yoga healed this pattern or exacerbated it? I have been reminded to differentiate between friendship and being worked as a client.... I've been thinking on this and decided it just is as it is, I can observe it, acknowledge it, I may not heal from it 100, it's another scar on the soul, but in the end, it's all a reminder to keep the circle small. #ifnotnowwhen remember you don't need anything for #yoga but the Earth beneath your feet. Commercialism is insidious in America. I needed a lot of cave time recently, time to just kiss my babies before they grow up and fly away, time to work my physical and spiritual bodies in privacy, because I don't need crystals, oils, a special mat, certain leggings, or a tribe to speak with God #lessonlearned and I return to my mat ready for the next drop of knowledge God sees fit to grant me, even if it does hurt.