23/06/2026
35°C. Outside. Practising yoga with a mop as my prop.
Not quite what Shakespeare had in mind, perhaps… but then again, maybe exactly what he meant. 🧐
In Love’s Labour’s Lost, he writes:
“Light seeking light doth light beguile light.”
What was he getting at?
The scholars in the play are so devoted to studying, learning, and becoming wiser that they lose touch with life itself. In seeking enlightenment, they blind themselves to the very light they’re looking for. Too much striving, too much seriousness, too much effort to improve.
🥸 Obsessive study can literally strain the eyes. 👀
Metaphorically, it can do the same thing to the soul. 🫶
How often do we convince ourselves that wisdom lives in the next book, the next training, the next achievement, the next perfect place? How often does our search for growth rob us of the lightness we’re seeking?
Are you chasing enlightenment?
Can you allow joy to be the practice?
Can you stop taking yourself quite so seriously?
Can you meet this moment with awe and wonder?
Can you put down the weight of needing things to be different?
Can you loosen your grip on the fruits of your efforts?
Today, in the heat, balancing with a mop and laughing at the absurdity of it all, I was reminded:
Perhaps wisdom isn’t something we arrive at.
Perhaps it’s what remains when we stop striving long enough to notice the light already here.
May we seek wisdom without losing the wonder.
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