I have a dream...not that one day my four children will grow up not to be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character (because if I contribute half of the genes that will form their character, they might be better off being judged by their skin)...but that one day I will successfully bend over backwards and see my own butt.
Let me translate. One day I hope to successfully accomplish the Yogic backbend. Its so close I can smell it. Ok that came out wrong...but “so close to taste it” isn’t coming across much better. Anyway, to try and accomplish this goal, I’ve been going to Yoga classes. And while there, I’ve learned a few things.
One of the dudes that always puts his mat close to mine is a hardcore Yogi. I can tell because wears Tevas and has BO and a ponytail. So, one day I decided it would be fun to screw with him. Just to be a dickweed,I decided to run a social experiment. During a tree pose, I purposefully lost my balance to see if I could make him lose his too. And, hahahaha, it worked. So then I got myself back to midline, and he got back in balance....and then I’d get wobbly again...just to watch big tree come shockingly close to falling hard all because of this little weed. It was way too much fun.
I realized I have a crap ton of power to have that kind of effect on people; but then again, everyone does. I myself have toppled over a few times after I’ve noticed someone else’s ankles getting a little shaky. Our balances and imbalances are freaking contagious. But, when it comes down to it, I can’t really do anything about the dude next to me’s balance, besides work on my own stability and hope to God it has a positive effect on him too. Such is life.
The greatest gift we can give others is our healed whole self. It’s contagious. The unhappy boss isn’t helping her employees’ productivity by being a whirling dervish of miserableness. Shit trickles downhill. Nope, the best thing she can do is help herself, find her own happiness, and watch what good things come of it. The co-dependent girlfriend isn’t going to make her relationship better by depending upon her boyfriend to make her happy; he’s probably going to disappoint her...not because he’s a d-bag, but because she’s an unstable little ragweed. Bring ourselves up and other people are lifted up as well. Bring ourselves down, and the whole joint is infected. I’m going to try to not let other people bring me down; I’m not willing to give away that kind of power over my life. However, if the people around me’s lopsidedness makes it regularly difficult to keep my center of balance, I’ll do myself a favor and find a new studio.
So, cheers to not giving away power to others to determine our happiness. Here’s to finding it for ourselves, and surrounding ourselves with others who keep us upright. Here’s to finding a studio that will bring us up and not tear us down. Cheers to taking care of ourselves....I think everyone around, including the man in Tevas, will appreciate it.
Namaste or something like that,
V-unit
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