Ever feel locked up?


Cannot breathe?

Sometimes a yoga pose can make you feel this way.

Sometimes an opponent can make you feel this way, too.

And sometimes life itself can feel this way -- tight, constrained, shut.

Like a Master lock.

Without a key.

The lock pictured here is on a surfboard in a locker in Waikiki.

If you look close enough, you can see some water still dripping from its chain.  

Only moments before, the board was skimming the waves, free.

There's a rhythm here.

Free and fluid,

Still and contained.   

Can we practice patience and presence in the breath of each?   

Patient in the lock.   

Present in the waves.