This week has felt like an absolute dream. It seemed like a piece of cake, and it passed by so calmly. It’s like I barely felt the work days, the hours upon hours of labor, and the wishing of it all to just be over.
Having Monday off all day with the love of my life helped, I’m sure. Tuesday was fun and joyous. Wednesday morning, on my day off, I decided to practice forearm stands and handstands. I almost never practice any yoga at home. 97% of my practice happens in a yoga studio, and only about 3% at home. I especially never work on my inversions or challenging poses that I’m trying to master.
So I was extremely surprised and bewildered to find that I was able to hold both a forearm stand and a handstand…for several moments at at time! It was a first for both, and I felt elated and strong. My body, going into them, felt like a different body from the one I had this past winter when I was practicing my headstands at home. Both of these inversions were just so much more….available to me. It wasn’t hard to find the strength. Because of this it was easy to trust myself to hold my body upside down while playing around with finding that balance…that precious balance where your body is perfectly aligned, hips over shoulders, belly engaged, head below heart, mind free and wild.
This experience showed me that I need to practice at home this Fall. My body has changed over the Summer with all the yoga classes I’ve attended weekly, and its time to get playful. And to set new goals for myself.
Afterwards I trekked over to Ayanna’s and we exchanged massages. I haven’t seen her since she went on maternity leave in March (and never came back to work!) Her baby is beautiful, just like her older son. We hadn’t traded massages in probably a year, and it was nice to catch up and laugh while we rubbed out each others knots.
Afterwards I traveled far North to have dinner with one of my very best friends, Jesse, who is in town from Georgia for a wedding. She only comes to town 2-3 times a year, and so it’s only then that we get to see each other. She’s going to be our second bridesmaid when we get married next Fall, and her daughter is going to be one of our flower girls. We had dinner with a few of her other friends, and we all ordered drinks and laughed and stuffed ourselves silly. It was an amazing evening to an already amazing day.
I lost my car keys for the second time in two weeks at work last night, and at first I was upset, and panicked, and frustrated. But, Alana picked me up from work last night and dropped me back off again this morning (I keep a spare key at home). My car didn’t get stolen, broken into, or ticketed. Everything ended up okay, and now the weekend is here.
Alana and I have plans to start it out with a restorative yoga class tomorrow morning before celebrating the birthdays of three of our family members this weekend! All these birthday festivities are going to require lots of money and lots of driving, but it’ll come with family, love, and laughter. I’m feeling grateful for friends, especially long distance ones. Or ones that I haven’t seen since there was snow on the ground.
I’m feeling grateful for the strength of my body, and for it’s healthiness and it’s progress. As I am every week, I’m grateful that I found yoga last Fall.
I’m grateful for my fiancé, and for her willingness to pick me up from/drop me off at my job when my scatter-brained self lost my keys once again.
I’m grateful for both our families. I’m grateful that it’s the weekend.
I’m grateful that I survived another week, and for my ability to find bliss in the small, everyday things.