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Thursday
Apr142016

Like a tree, give yourself freedom to be flexible...

There became a point, several years ago, where I realized I could no longer write about the kid.  The moments she shared with me, or I observed, were her stories to tell.  They weren't mine. They aren't mine.  When, and if, she chooses to tell them, is her choice. Nearly 10 years ago, I started the story here on the blog, and I have cherished every moment with the kid.  Now I just don't write much because all I have to write about is myself, and sometimes that story is stuck re-reading the same chapter.  Today though, I'm ready to turn the page. 

My story continues just as it always has. Just as it always will. Day to day, things pretty much seem the same. Wake, eat, work, play, sleep, and repeat.  Earlier today I realized that exactly 8 months ago today was the last time I regularly practiced yoga.  I went from 4-5 days a week, to nothing.  Sure, I've gone back occasionally, but nothing regular.  My heart hasn't been in it.  Several people have even asked me how I could go from regular practice to none, just like that.  It wasn't easy, and I'm not completely sure it was the best decision that I've ever made.  Sometimes though, a little change can help you remember why you did something in the first place. 

While there is great physical benefit from yoga, the mental benefits were unbeatable. One of the classes that I use to attended regularly was by a fabulously perfect, yet flawed instructor.  In every class she would remind us that "comparison is the thief of joy".  That quote has stuck with me now for years.  It's true, comparing yourself to others, or even to yourself sometimes, will not make you happy, at least not in the long run.  She also used to tell us, "be kind to someone today because they might need it".  I think about that daily, and always try to practice kindness. In another class she once told us, while everyone was in a particularly hot and sweaty tree pose, to "Like a tree, stay rooted to the ground.  Like a tree, give yourself the freedom to be flexible." 

While yoga helped me to become flexible in a physical sense, it also has helped me to be more flexible in life.  Things don't always go the way you want.  Sometimes, you don't get what you want. Sometimes, you have to learn to be flexible. Sometimes, you have to keep going.  We keep going because that's just what we do in life.  We keep going. We keep moving.  We keep looking for more chapters in our stories of our own to tell.

Recently, more and more, I've been feeling ready to step back into a regular yoga practice.  As I begin the next phase in my yoga journey,  I plan to be like a tree.  Strong, tall, and rooted.  But, most of all... flexible, because you never know where the story will go next. 

 

 

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