"You've spent too much time thinking about whatever it is that is blocking you. That person, or that situation, or that feeling. Let it go. Release it. Be in this moment. This is where you are. Let your thoughts be here."
What a huge relief when it is possible to really let go. Only in yoga does it happen for me. And only for the duration of that thought, or that session. When I leave, the euphoria lasts only a short time. Life just jumps right back in front of your vehicle...and you're slamming into something again.
When I leave hot yoga, I feel incredibly light, strong, and centered. Every muscle is working in unison to propel me forward with my head held high and shoulders square. It is ephemeral, but during this time, I am invincible.
Fast forward 10 blissful and enlightened minutes. I arrive home. The warming milk confirmed my earlier suspicion (dutifully forgotten during my yoga practice) that the refrigerator appears to be broken. Again. One of the dogs (I'm on to you Annie) "watered" the floor vs. the lawn. And when I headed in to take a much-needed shower, the bathroom mirror revealed that a ginormous zit has staked its claim of my chin. Seriously, your mother should warn you that pimples will inevitably be a lifelong inconvenience. Even when you are 39.
Yes. I slammed back into life and it left some body damage. It almost always does.
Sometimes I just wish for 1 whole day where everything falls into place and goes right, or at the very least, nothing blows up. I know I'm not alone in this. And I know that isn't really the intent or purpose of life. Yet I still dream of this utopian day.
The teacher closed class with a great song/chant by Guru Singh that I thought I would share here. The lyrics that struck me were:
I am who I am. That is that. I am who I am. That is that. I am who I am. Thank God I am.
I am who I am. That is that. I am who you are, looking back. You are who I am, can you imagine that?
This journey of self-acceptance and dare I say it - love - is full of twists and turns. With life never letting up. But we are all on this journey together. We are all inching forward, learning to love ourselves and each other. Unconditionally. Even it hurts. (and it will hurt)