On Monday, New Year's Day, everything seemed open, like I was swimming in limitless time. Be careful, I said to myself. You know it isn't limitless. Keep a steady flow of work going. You don't want to feel surprised by the start of the semester.
And so I did keep a steady flow of work going, and it felt good, good, good. But you know what? I hadn't opened my appointment book all year. This afternoon, I did, and I started filling in appointments. Remembering some, starting next week, that I had forgotten. And I felt that contraction in the heart/stomach area, that old familiar pulling in of the body. Oh, no, the body said. Time is closing in.
Then there's yoga,and I went to class tonight, even though it isn't my usual night to go. Yoga. It's all about opening. Letting go of the contractions. So, even as I notice that internal itch to close down, there's a different feeling there.
And so I say: yoga. Yoga. Yoga! I commend it to you. May all your semesters' beginnings be bright.
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About
- Donna
- Columbia, Missouri, United States
- I teach writing. I do yoga. I like cats.
3 comments:
One of the banes of my existence is that I have never taken a yoga lesson. And I live too far in the sticks to do so now. So just know that you're de-contracting for both of us.
I took a yoga class only once--it was at the YMCA and I found myself having flashbacks to junior high gym class. I have such a hard time surrounded by people in workout clothes! So actually, you're de-contracting for three.
Such responsibility! You know, you two, you can get some pretty good instructional DVDs for the privacy of your home. Not that I mind de-contracting for three. I'm just saying.
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