Thursday of the First Week of Advent
The Lord brought me out into an open place,
and rescued me because the Holy One delighted in me.
Psalm 18:20
and rescued me because the Holy One delighted in me.
Psalm 18:20
I slow my breathing as I less-than-gracefully ease into my yoga practice. The day has been simultaneously ordinary and hectic and I know I need this restorative time. I listen to the sure and soothing voice of my friend and teacher as she guides us through transitions from one posture to the next.
If only I had been this attentive to the transitions of my day. It began with holy conversation and prayer, yet I soon began to pick up burdens along the way. I’m pretty sure I am not meant to prepare the Advent way by collecting every rock I stumble over.
My body and soul hold on to so much. Clearing the path for the coming of Christ requires letting go.
I deepen my breathing. I slow my movements. I still myself in the space opened by sacred encounter. Until the holding releases into resting and I am at peace.
Anne E. Kitch 
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