Maybe it's the change of weather, maybe it's imaginary, but I have felt zonked recently. I already want to hibernate & September has yet to draw to a close. On Sunday I knew I needed to rest & recollect. My default was to drag the laptop into the living room, lay on the couch, & watch movies on Netflix. That's OK. But... We have a few hand-me-down laptops & none function in all the ways we'd like them to. The laptop that can run Netflix was currently updating Kevin's podcasts. So I elected to read instead.
I started digging into my book, snuggling under a blanket, & finding myself happy. & more restful. I looked up and saw inviting sunshine. I dragged the blanket into a sunny patch in the front yard & read there.
Laz joined me. He's featured there behind the lemon balm. I napped in the sun, relished the breezes, & then read some more. When I became too hot I went back inside.
I'm addicted to vegging on the couch every now & then & watching Netflix. I grew up that way. But it's not terribly restful. Every now & then, by choice or chance I stumble upon what truly serves me. A lot of it I completely know & yet still resist. I know that my energy is optimal, my skin glows, my muscles are stronger, my teeth whiter if I eat an all raw food diet. But I don't. I eat as much raw food as I can, but I don't even eat only raw for one day a week anymore. I know that reading is easier on my eyes than screen watching. I know it's more soothing. & yet.
When I ride my bike commuting I'm constantly excited by how preferable cycling is to driving. & yet, I don't do it nearly enough. I'm hanging my laundry to dry exclusively only because my dryer broke. I know the habits & behaviors that serve me best, & yet still often resist them.
In yoga, the same premise applies. What I know to be safest & healthiest for my body often feels hard. Sometimes, rather than doing the work, toning, & becoming more familiar with optimal alignment, I want to just do something easier, more readily available.
Gradually, what serves me best hopefully will become my practice.
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