Yoga kicked my butt today. Ok, mostly my quads. I hadn't been there in 3 weeks due to vacation, conflicts, etc., so I was more than ready to attend my regular Thursday morning yoga class filled with familiar faces, greet the instructor I've had for nearly 10 years, and enjoy the yoga routine I had missed.
There was a sub.
I walked in right as class was starting, so I quickly unrolled my mat, glancing around at...NO familiar faces in the room. I had a moment of wondering if I'd the entire schedule had changed while I was gone--but it's just summer, and my instructor and over three-quarters of the regulars were on vacation.
Just as I was forming unconscious opinions about all of this, the new instructor invited us to let go of all we came into class with, including any thoughts or opinions. Huh. Let go of my opinions? I decided to give it a go for the next 75 minutes. It turned out not to be that hard. There was so much new and unexpected in the class that it took all I had for me to breathe and stay present. Which turned out to be an awesome way to spend 75 minutes on a Thursday morning.
I've been CEO of "hit-the-ground-running enterprises" this week. Upon return from our vacation, we literally left the van and boat, still packed to the gills, on the street while we rushed inside our house to quickly shower, change, and head off to a wedding. The next day, we attended a special worship service and picnic at church, involving the Marshall Islands congregation who also uses our space. Monday was all about the final preparations for a two-day retreat I was leading Tuesday and Wednesday for 32 teenagers. I remarked that I felt like I had been sauntering through the airport and suddenly stepped on the moving walkway going at a much quicker clip. It was all wonderful, celebratory, positive, life-giving stuff, and because I'd had an amazing vacation, I had energy and a great attitude with which to participate in it all. Still, I was more than ready to go to yoga this morning.
I am blessed to live a very full life--full of family, a stellar spouse, friends, engaging and meaningful work, spiritual growth, and a really fabulous dog. What I've learned about myself (again) this month is how important it is to schedule down time; to give ourselves time to process and integrate all the blessings in our lives.
Saturday, our family will climb back in our van, which this time will be filled with the contents of one son's room to be moved across the state into a dorm. What a marvelous opportunity to take time to integrate some of what our family has been and to dream about what it is growing into.
The feeling of letting go of the last child is similar to the feeling I had when I walked into yoga this morning. I don't know what to expect, but I trust the being in charge to guide me in a direction that will nourish my body, mind, and soul. I just need to stay present and breathe. And hope my quads will hold out.