I went to an early morning yoga class recently.
In moving from a bending pose to a standing pose, I reached and pulled my hair out of my face.
In that instant, I felt a sense of peace.
Peace such as I have not felt in a long time.
Reflecting on the peace that flowed through me, I thought about what was happening.
I can’t say that it was yoga that made me feel at peace.
Yoga is hard work for me. Many of the poses are difficult and painful.
I think it is a culmination of many things which are so simple and yet, so beneficial.
My many things
I am making an effort to sleep 8 hours each night.
I am trying to eat healty food. The Mediterranean Diet is my guide.
I am working to stay calm through meditation, long walks and reading.
I am connecting with others in meaningful and helpful ways for them and me.
I am watching my breathing.
I am forgiving myself for not being perfect, for getting tired, for needing time alone.