Serendipitously, this morning I was planning out the week, what I need to do and organize and working on lists as Jason watched a track meet** and Melanie asked if I wanted to go to yoga.
My beautiful Sunday morning - lists, track meets, Jason, planning- just exploded into perfection.
Naturally, I went to yoga and left Maryn and Jason to enjoy some breakfast and time together.
The word of the day was hope, which is a word I have been thinking a lot about lately anyway and she wove it into arm balances beautifully. I find myself struck, as yoga often does for me, by the poignancy of this. I have been to many classes wherein I learned a thing or two and I have been to some classes that really made me feel like I learned something tremendous. There are some classes where you hope you do some amazing pose you have never done before and some that you leave thinking that you can't wait to do that pose again.
My jobs have been themselves a series of yoga classes. I have learned to be unafraid of new situations, new studios, new teachers, new poses. I have learned that sometimes I watch someone do an amazing pose and in the process I learn things that will be applied later. Sometimes I realize poses and tasks that were once daunting are now part of a routine that I understand. I know that I will be better for the restorative classes and relaxed days at work, that all the while I am learning when I surround myself with high quality teachers. When a teacher starts talking about or shows us a new or challenging arm balance, I am so excited and energized by the learning, the trying, the tweaks and revisions that even if I arrived to my mat exhausted, I am overcome with energy. Moving forward in yoga, in running, in life and at this point in my career will require that thrill of new pose. This means, I need/want/crave a teacher who is qualified to break it down into doable pieces and excited to teach me to succeed, open my heart, be who I am/can be, do what I am not yet aware I can do. This means I want the possibility that I will fall on my face because all the while I will be set up and careful, the risk will mean that growth is inevitable. I want to grow and learn. The difference between any of us and the person who is rocking the mind-blowing arm balance is that the rocker has done the work, has practiced the other poses, has learned to plant their hands, instinctively set their foundation and activate bundas, the rocker has been practicing every part and tweak and even if it is their first time in the crazy-cool balance (inversion, etc), they have been working towards this-perfect-moment.
You see, I have been working for many years. I have a lot of work to do and I want to. I am so excited to try the arm balance because I want to risk falling on my face. Let me get back up, let me try again, let me do things I have never seen before--passionately, purposefully.
**shout outs to Boaz Lalang, a Tucsonan himself, David Rudisha and Kip- because when you do amazing things, when you are awesome, when your life is anything but mediocre, when you do the work and take the risks-- you deserve shout outs
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