As I'm clearing the office, thinking of all the places I've cleared, all the roles I've relinquished, all the relationships I've weaned, all the lines I've crossed. I've always been one feeling safe in my corner, never up for a change, but life takes it's turns and at each turn we make an adjustment. Each turn, each adjustment opens my eyes to this one truth, that in fact yoga professes - everything that rises must fall, everything that goes up must go down. We start with nothing, spend a lifetime building relations, careers, riches, comforts but one after the other we have to relinquish each of those until we again end with nothing. That's the cycle of life.
For those of us that believe that life judges us, life has always been judging us, since we were unaware, all the way way to now. Either we succumb to it's judgement or we take a stance to be ourselves. Beliefs in naivety are shattered as life throws shards of reality at us. Doomed are those that stunt at the first signs of affection and comfort for the way of life is to always find the next biggest opportunity and next biggest avenue of growth. But comfort to us is in knowing where it started for us, what kept us going while the world stood against all we believed in. What was the beginning when all seemed doomed. IT was what formed us and what will see us to the end.