Bikram Yoga San Ramon

Margot Uceda Murphy December 27, 1972-June 18, 2011 An excerpt from the book, Living in Color April 25, 2011... The next day as promised, she makes the call. They talk for almost an hour. Afterwards she looks tired but radiant. The past is behind her. With every piece of guilt or pride she lets go of, there seems to be more spaciousness in her, more openness to receive love and to give love. "I wrote something new on the blog," she tells me. "I'm glad I waited for a day--now I am so much clearer about what I wanted to say." Leaving her to rest, I go into the kitchen to read her post. "My waves of life--and I had more than just a few!--have started to reach my life's shores, to come crashing down, releasing all their energy and setting me free. I am finally forgiving myself for so many things. As strange as it sounds, cancer can be a gift. In my case it's enabled me to look at parts of my life that were painful, forgive myself, and love who I am and the way I am. My cancer has allowed me to push and pull, bend and transform in ways that I will never understand. It's a beautiful unconditional love! May your life's waves wash over you, love and forgive you, and give you that sense of purpose and calm in your life. May your waves be small! May they be on their way to shore, and free you from fear as the energy is released, so that you can use it to create and grow, to move and balance. May your waves bring a smile to your face and contentment to your hearts. May they free you to be and do whatever it is that you have planned or that life is waiting to create for you." I love her metaphor of the waves--she was always happiest by the ocean, and it makes sense that she would choose that image to describe what she is experiencing now as the major issues in her life resolve themselves. We both believe in what the Buddhist and Hindu traditions call karma, the accumulated impact of our past choices and actions that move like waves through a lifetime or even many lifetimes. We also believe that the essence of life is energy, and that energy can get in places where we are unable to let it go or forgive. It's amazing to see how even as her physical energy fades, Margot's spiritual energy is amplified as she forgives herself and releases these final blockages. "I write this as a blessing and a Happy Monday to you and everybody that you love. I feel like I'm getting better every day. I wish for each and every single one of you to soar beyond your heights, because you are carrying me on your wings. Thank You! Margot" "I read your post," I tell her, as we settle down for the night. "It's beautiful." "I wanted to capture where I've come to, to put it in words." she replies. "I feel that this blog is like a yellow sticky note in time, on my mirror of life, reflecting my new life. It says, "You can never forget what the last five months have been and signified."