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