Don’t let the title of this post fool you. I’ve been very physically un-still lately.
My step-dad, H, and I went to the OR Zoo last week. H is getting to a new place, the stroller and ergo have become somewhat of a prison to him after a while, he wants to R U N A R O U N D like a madman. Everything must be explored! Little dude is already getting quick, my new hyper-vigilance-mom-action is to watch him like a mama-hawk. He is so teeny still too, many of the paths at the zoo were uneven and framed by rocky mini-walls and planters. I do not want him to take a spill! My future weakness concerning him may be protectiveness, I know, but for now it fits the scene.
The zoo was fun, OR really knows how to do it’s parks, playgrounds, libraries and zoos right:
After my days off, plunging back into yoga teacher training. I really am pleased with this training and how it’s flowing in my life. I picked it for it’s accelerated program and it seemed to focus on the meditative side of yoga. It’s that and way more. I’ve basically had to correct about 80% of my own posture and alignment. I’ve learned so much about yoga’s roots. I’ve been amazed by the fact that my co-students and I have already been put through the paces of teaching each other sequences. I’m learning about teaching yoga to all kinds of shapes and stages. H is teething like crazy right now, I wake up every other hour with him, but I am still energized within the day (the middle of the night is another story..).
And then my friend J visited. It was such a low maintenance visit, I love this girl so much. She was just happy to be there and with H. He was stand-offish with her just on the first day and then he warmed up and would reach out to her. We hiked and visited PDX a couple of times. We sat around and ate healthy food. We just were. I found myself many times during her visit, just soaking up the present. That’s hard for me to do. I am always either in the past: replaying, or in the future: planning. We drove around so many times around Long Beach, on our way to a meeting, talking about whatever we were going through in our lives. It was surreal after a year to be driving around in the same car, talking about what was going on in our lives. Your car still smells like cat food!
We’ve been doing a ton of meditation in yoga teacher training too. I am resistant to it, more than I thought I would be. Last Sunday we meditated for a half hour after we arrived. We did three ten minute sessions at the end of the day (8am~6pm are our hours on the weekend). That’s like an hour! Meditating is definitely a practice.
I know it’s why I’ve felt so still in the midst of so much action, though. The whole yoga teacher training experience is making me more mellow, in the moment, and grateful. It’s settling my soul. I had a short conversation with the HP after one of H’s wake ups in the middle of the night. A voice asked me, would you want to do the yoga/writing gig full time if you could? Yes, I answered. I felt a deep peace. Dreams and wishes.
Her visit was a good ending to my seven year mark. She got to go with me to my women’s meeting, also very surreal. I said during my share, I am so grateful to be sitting here in this seat seven years later. I felt it. My friend heard during her visit about a overdose back in LB. I definitely want to stay afraid of alcoholism and I mourn for that individual’s friends and family.
Back into teacher training today. The ride does not stop. I am grateful for the stillness.
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