These things you treasure are shells

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I thought it was an easy decision. Actually I thought it was no decision at all.

Some years ago I decided I wanted to do yoga teacher training with my teacher. He didn’t do that then but is about to this summer.  Suddently universe chucks a spanner in the works and offers a seeminly incompatible out of the blue work opportunity.  An instead of this being a work vs yoga decision I’m unexpectedly reviewing my whole life priorities.

I realise I am not giving my friends enough time – but then another teacher talks of non-attachment meaning people too.   This quote speaks to me.

“Are you sad?”
– No.
“But your – your songs are sad.”
– My songs are of time and distance. The sadness is in you. Watch my arms. There is only the dance. These things you treasure are shells.”
William Gibson, Count Zero

Maybe you are just shells.  But you’re the kind of shells I’ll treasure forever.

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