How do we find rest within ourselves and just be? When I used to do Yoga I felt far more "rested." But these days it brings me nothing. I take a deep breath and chug along. I feel lost, like I'm missing something. But, I am not unhappy at all. How is that?
Do you ever feel this way? Like a feather blowing in the wind.
I often wonder if it's being "just a housewife" that makes me feel like I should be more. Then I look at those sweet faces and all the work that goes into raising them and I feel completely fulfilled.
There must be a way to soak in life's greatness and feel whole, but how? So again I ask what is true inner piece and how do I find it?
Ta Ta for now
