be mindful of where you are
You know those moments when you realise that things must change? I often have them on the drive to school; a moment of reflection after a hurried morning, a split-second between answering questions and planning ahead where I exhale and reevaluate.
Last week, on Tuesday and Wednesday and Thursday morning, I felt rushed and tired and haggard. The ever-so-slight ache in my ear and tickle in my throat hinted at a seasonal cold and the thought of forty unread emails had me in a slight panic. There were still boxes to unpack and wardrobes to sort and it was started to feel like I would never find some semblance of order.
So I went home, made ginger tea, rubbed lavender oil into my jaw (to relax and release) and I booked in a yoga class for Saturday morning while simultaneously texting Daniel to let him know that on Saturday mornings from here on in, he was in charge.
By 8:30am on Saturday I was out the door, rejuvenated by the mere thought of an hour or so on the mat. The studio was empty when I arrived and, as I always do, I questioned why it had taken me so long to get back there. Why had it taken me so long to put an hour aside for me?
The class began and my teacher spoke these words:
Of course, I know all of this. It’s knowledge buried deep in the mind, quietened by the chatter of parenthood. But today I’m grateful for the gentle reminder. Perhaps you are, too.* mala created by my beautiful friend, Tamara. See more at Arjuna Malas