Adventures in Meditation – “Life Just Isn’t That Obvious”

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‘Live just isn’t that obvious.’

 

This text came from my friend Kathleen. When you’re friends with poets they drop one line bombs with a quickness and on the reg. She’s more subtle than me.

I would have to follow up the text with:

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Fortunately, subtlety isn’t lost on this bull in a china shop. You may think astrology is hooey, but I’m a Taurus through and freaking through.

Anyway…subtle…point…

 

She sent this in response my waxing philosophical about my love life.

I’m the worst when it comes to dating.

The. Worst. Say it with me, the worst.

Work life seemed easier. Get ‘er done. Even when the terrain is difficult like say, navigating a whole new career I can manage to strategize, plan and execute. But a date? Relationship? Smooth.

 

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I made bad decisions and compounded those stupid decisions withworse ones. Antics ensued. It was easier to make work my relationship rather working on my relationships. Yeah, I knew what I was doing. I just didn’t fix it.

Until meditation.

Being still allows for thoughts to come and go. Something happens when we look inward. The sense of vastness at times overwhelms me. On some days it’s all I can do not to run away from the infinite potential discoveries. The is so much inside. On others, I find the answers without knowing it. In the abyss is a whisper of hope or encouragement disguised as an inhale or exhale. The is powerhttp://big.assets.huffingtonpost.com/yogaxl.jpg in my mantra as I sit- I realize more and more that I know so little.

It allows me to be present even when I’m not meditating. This is great. And shitty. No more pushing things down and not dealing with them.

Recently, I had a great date with someone who didn’t fit what I’d imagined. I began my usual routine of trying to blow them off and a strange thing occurred.

I made a different choice. In fact, I made a choice wrapped in honesty despite my fear.

I called ___ and said, “I owe you an apology. I was being an idiot. I like you and instead of saying that I’m a little concerned that we’re different but I’d like to see I was just trying to push you away. If it’s not too late, I’d really like to start again and have you see that I’m not totally crazy, though clearly I have some issues.”

I was expecting rejection. Second chances are a gift.

And you know what? I got one.

While it did turn out that our lives were in different places- if I hadn’t been paying attention in the moment, I wouldn’t have decided to take a leap.

This is what meditation has done for me. I’m more awake than I’ve ever been. Like I said earlier, this is both fantastic and crappy. But, it is life.

Playing sliding doors for a moment…If I had played out old stories nothing would have changed.

Things don’t have to work out the way you want, but if you are brave enough to be here, now- it seems that things work out the way they should.

And embracing that is what yoga is all about.

It’s a good day.

Namaste y’all.

 

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Adventures in Yoga- When Writing and Yoga Collide

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However, a few weeks ago I spent an afternoon with Kathleen Kraft- poet and yogi.

Kathleen hosted a workshop where we were able to spend time connecting body, breath and words.

I can’t tell you how many times that I have been moving through my asana practice and I have wanted to jot down a thought or feeling.

While this may speak to some of my other issues of staying present I’d prefer to focus on the workshop.

This gave me the chance to do just that.

We moved through a sequence and were then given a prompt. Using the prompt wasn’t mandatory but it did offer a jumping off point.

Some of the thoughts I wrote down were hokey or obvious, but it did help me unblock quite a bit.

Here’s a snippet of one that I tweaked a bit.

 

Swan Dive

Into something new
it’s what I do
Inhaling a memory
Exhaling a dream

No stopping and starting
during asana practice.

Life passing me
Off my mat
Exhaling down, arms spread wide

I catch the tail end of my latest…
Whatever.

Inhaling, reaching up
Looking up stretching

I feel safe from me
On my mat

Vinyasa flow
Moving up and down
But never out

Always here
In the now.

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This workshop was a wonderful way to explore another part of my yoga.

I take different kinds of classes for various reasons.

Hot yoga is my support group.

Vinyasa feeds my soul.

Structural yoga feeds my mind which in turn feeds my soul.

And my asana practice helps me live a fulfilled and productive life off my mat.

Being able to combine my asana practice and reflect in the moment was a unique experience. It’s one that I’ll definitely do again.

It left me feeling stretched and for that I couldn’t be more grateful.

 

Namaste y’all.