Today’s Lesson: Softness

I revisited a hot yoga class taught by the same man that taught me the very first time I did hot yoga. He is the reason that I felt comfortable enough to pursue the renewed interest, and his class is what renewed the interest in the first place. I also love that my friends will meet me there so we can practice together– I wouldn’t have gone to his class ever, at all, if Lindsay hadn’t invited me the very first time. Anyway, I went back to his class, and it was just as rewarding as the first time. We did a meditation right off the bat, and I was absolutely doing great not thinking until suddenly I remembered what I had thought to myself and quickly dismissed earlier that day: “Rome was not built in a day.”

I am rigid, and I’ve fallen off the mantel, so now I have some chips. I robo-walk through life with those chips. I won’t bend, and it can be exhausting (so it must not be working for me). If I can learn to soften– if I can sometimes let myself do just a little bit less– I might find myself a more content person. “Rome wasn’t built in a day,” and “time flies when you’re having fun.” I can stop obsessing about what I’m about to do, or need to do later. I can chill the duck out (calm down, sir, this is a pond– not a rock concert), sit back, and watch the pastoral scenery¬†(well, if all the hills were concrete and all the cows and sheep were pigeons) roll on by from my cushy compartment on the train OF LIFE.

A very interesting method of changing something that you don’t like about yourself is to start telling yourself that the change has already happened. Did you know that I am a softer person now? Ask me how the roses smell.

Flowery.

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