A yoga student of mine
who with the progression of time
has also become a good friend
listened to me today
as I talked about the whole house
being in disarray,
how moving with two young children
was excessively difficult,
how I’m tired and feeling overwhelmed.
She listened intently,
and murmured sympathetic sounds
as I described the move
and the current state of our home,
And then she said,
“I’m hoping that there will be
a glimmer of light for you today.”
Yes, there was.
Friend, it was you.