As I plan to exchange my much-loved Jeep, for a far more economical car, to suit my new, more modest lifestyle, I am reminded of something a wise person once said. I don’t think I understood or agreed at the time, but now I see more clearly what he meant.
The wise words (below) reminded me, that while I may be behind the wheel of this car, I am not really in charge of the wheel of my life – hence the many surprising changes that have steered me off into a whole new direction over the last six months; a path I didn’t see on the horizon or really choose. It just started to become harder to resist and easier to go with the flow. The flow was this path – the path of yoga.
He said: “I suspect you’re keen to drive your own life, but we are all at the mercy of the missed bus, the unexpected phone call or a letter from the bank. I’ve long believed that we are seldom at the steering wheel of our own lives.”
The key, in my opinion, albeit a recently formed one admittedly, is accepting that. The sooner we can accept that we are not at the steering wheel of our own life, and welcome the real driver – the universe, our destiny, our path or purpose – the better. The road is a lot less bumpy if we do and probably far more enjoyable.
