“Stop waiting for Friday, for summer, for someone to fall in love with you. Happiness is achieved when you stop waiting for it and make the most of the moment you are in now.” ~ Unknown
So I think I posted that quote (or a similar version) a while ago on Instagram, but I came across it again yesterday and was reminded how smart it would be to let that really soak in. It all comes back to that whole staying present idea, and… kinda, sorta back to my wacky chest pain ‘ish? I think so.
In an effort to chill the heck out (considering I didn’t even realize til recently that I was NOT chill, this seems key), I’ve brought yoga and more calming fitness classes back into my life this week. Hot power yoga a couple days at the top of the week, some Pure Barre this morning. (Yes, barre class makes my legs jello, but in a weirdly calming way… maybe it’s the music mash-ups playing over the speakers. )
It’s an interesting realization to suddenly recognize your body is manifesting stress or discontentment while your mind has been doing an incredible job concealing it from you so that you can just keep pushing forward and not implode. But, ya know, stress can eventually implode, which is why it’s so important to confront it and figure out its source… and, if you can, unravel the source , or find an appropriate and healthy way to cope with it.
I’ve usually used exercise as a way to cope – like running – but since I’ve lately felt like a running breather was necessary too, that’s not really been doing the trick 100% of the time.
I’m not a doctor (clearly), but I think there’s two pools of stress- a positive kind and a negative kind. The positive kind comes from working toward goals or related to achieving a greater good. The negative kind, however, is – at least from what I’ve found in my modest 28 years – generally from stuff outside of our control (or that feels outside of our control): a parent getting sick, an injury, a job loss or insufferable work environment. We all stick our toes into both pools at some point in our lives, some more than others…. and some months/weeks/years can feel like we went swimming in the wrong pool.
I’ve gone up and down riding the yoga wave in my life so far, having periods where all I want to do is sweat in Bikram or some power yoga class, to not wanting to put my toes anywhere near the mat. This is usually related to whatever else is going on in my life – work obligations or budget or competing fitness goals demanding my attention. What I am trying to remind myself of now, though, is that yoga shouldn’t be an all or nothing activity. It can be weaved into our lives on a daily basis, even if we aren’t in a studio. My mom recently suggested I take deep breaths while counting to ten when i start to feel stress build up or anxiety lighting up my chest, and so far it’s been working — and hey! That’s a part of yoga practice, and my mom’s never even taken a yoga class. That breathing, that focusing on today, on your breath, on what is inside of you – that’s the good stuff that can bring you back to earth when life feels unwieldy or desperate. Or, ya know, when I receive another job rejection email from somewhere I forgot I applied.
Aka, living your yoga.
Okay, now it’s work time! This weekend is filled with some holiday celebrating and birthday shenanigans for a good friend. Have fun, friends!