A 10 YEAR REFLECTION || 9-9-08⁣⁣⁣⁣ || Miracle Moment

⁣⁣⁣⁣My mom sometimes says to me when a moment occurs, “will this really matter in ten years?” Most of the time — the answer is NO.⁣⁣⁣⁣

⁣⁣⁣⁣Sometimes it’s yes. And sometimes, it’s simply comforting to just reflect.⁣⁣⁣⁣

⁣⁣⁣⁣Taking you back to 9-9-08....⁣⁣

⁣⁣Leaving the gym at 9:00pm (weird, I know)— crossing Michigan Ave (on foot) and wham BAM, a cabbie took me down. I was in the crosswalk, not jaywalking and had the right away. Came out of nowhere and as he hit me on my right hip I went flying in the air, bounced off the trunk, then landed on Michigan Ave. All my bags went flying. I tried to get up. The kindest pedestrians stopped to tell me to stay, called for help, and waited with me until paramedics came. I felt fine, but shook up. WHAT JUST HAPPENED?! Went by ambulanceto the hospital, had a gazillion med students looking at my naked body (they cut my clothes off me) and just waited for my diagnosis. Was sure I broke something or had internal damage.⁣⁣⁣⁣

⁣⁣⁣⁣But left with a whole lotta bumps, bruises, scrapes + soreness. That’s it.⁣⁣⁣⁣

⁣⁣⁣⁣So when I reflect back on the question “will this matter in ten years,” my answer to this one is yes.⁣⁣⁣⁣

⁣Yes, because — well, LIFE —and Guardian Angels, Community, Compassion, Moments. Every day moments occur — good and not so good. Life is hard. Life is beautiful. Life challenges us. But these moments shape us.⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣

Pause + reflect: 10 years ago, where were you? Did that moment matter?⁣⁣⁣

Hope so.⁣




Last week, I tried my very best to focus on EASE and feel good about that path traveled. While I eased up on the pressure to keep a tidy inbox or tidy closet (who am I kidding, never will happen), I eased up on the space in my day which moved right to my yoga mat.  It’s funny how the two can really go hand in hand.

But as I am keeping some ease with me this week (and weeks onward), turning my focus toward PATIENCE this week. WHY? Well, I half jokingly stated in my post On Friday, how my new puppy brings me all sorts of joys--she also tests my patience.

Tons of wees and poos in the house and tons of STUFF being chewed up. Walking with Richard the other day (and Wrigley), he said “ You really can't take an eye off her for a second.” That is very accurate. Girl puts anything and everything in her mouth! And I guess I would too if I was that low to the ground!

But taking this concept of patience on and off the mat this week. I often feel discouraged when practicing that my hamstrings are not as flexy as they were just a few years back. I even sometimes feel myself clenching my jaw when trying to hanumanasana out. Note to self: that does not HELP. I cannot change the fact that my hamstrings are tights or force it to become more flexible. But I can observe the reality with open eyes and a little acceptance and sprinkles of faith that it will happen (or not happen) one day when it’s meant to.

Patience is not simply the ability to wait — it’s how we behave while we’re waiting.
— Joyce Meyer


Hi Friends!

I snapped this photo Friday night. A Friday night spent at the park. It’s where we are most of our evenings now. And as we were playing in the grass, chasing butterflies and hiding from the police (we had her OFF the leash!), with little Wrigley June this landscape caught my eye.⁣⁣⁣
Reminded me of a poem, I referenced in a few of my classes last week. “Things That Join the Sea and the Sky”by Mark Nepo is the book it comes from. 
It went something like this:⁣⁣⁣⁣

“We keep looking for a home though each of us is a home. And no matter where we run, we land before each other, thoroughly exposed. Though we think we are alone, we all meet here. We are each other. This tenderness is the impulse that frees us. For anything is possible when we let the heart be our skin. The point is to feel whatever comes our way. Discover that everyone is lovable, magnificent and flawed.”⁣⁣⁣⁣

"when we let the heart be our skin." 

Love that.⁣ 
⁣⁣I see that vividly in Wrigley June as she nubs at my feet, pulls at my heart and just wants to please. Feeling whatever comes her way.⁣⁣⁣
I see that in my partner, Richard as he is experiencing this “dog love” for the first time. Feeling whatever comes his way.⁣⁣⁣
I see that in this image as the sunset reflects on the water.
Happy Week, friends.
I am letting myself be seen, exposed and flawed this week (and weeks to come).

I invite you to join me. 
Observe and Feel whatever comes your way.
Stay Tender with yourself. 
Because this tenderness is what life’s about.⁣⁣