Take a deep breath.
That what I needed to do several, no hundreds of times, in the past few days. And after all that getting worked up, it wasn't as bad as I had imagined it would be in my head. Looking back to when I sat here writing my last post, I feel like I was a little Tasmanian devil whirling around typing furiously. I can't believe how much we can stress about things that haven't even happened yet. It's no wonder I was having a bad yoga class that day.
|Tallulah June, fashion show 3/25/11|
Lily's party was so fun....we did hair and makeup and had a music filled fashion show with the runway right down the middle of our dining room. Lily loved it all...and so did I. I would post a picture of her, except her idea of high fashion involved some hot pants that I just do not want seen in a picture of her out on the Internet. Seriously. I can't believe how grown up 11 years old is. Here is one of Tallulah though, way more appropriate. Very 5 years old.
Tai chi. I know this month is about tai chi, not birthday parties or yoga. Even though that is what has been consuming me this week. I really wish I could have gone to that class on Thursday, that is what I need to learn tai chi. A teacher, a class, and clear step by step instruction. Repeat. Repeat again. And again. Then it begins to sink in.
Currently, tai chi looks like this for me: I get out my tai chi books and try to follow along as I have the book sitting on the table in front of me. I get to the third step, just after the part where you step your feet apart and raise your arms up and down...and that is about it. I am able to do the "slow walking" that Saul taught us, as painfully slow as that is. It is amazing how much my thighs hurt and how wobbly my balance gets just shifting weight from one foot to another, and moving forward very slowly.
And this is before I have a glass of wine, or have shotgunned a PBR!
Even if slow walking is all I learned from tai chi month, it can still be meaningful. If, and I stress that word if...If I use it in my life. I think that taking a deep breath could have helped me through this week when I reached my frazzled, whiny states. Slow walking would have also helped. Just realizing I have 5 minutes to be slow would have sent a message to my charged endocrine system to also slow down. That everything is ok, and we don't need to be in flight or fright mode 24/7.
So, for the next 5 days, that is my commitment for the blog. I will spend at least 5 minutes slow walking. Anyone else up for the challenge? It's just 5 days. I can see it now, people across the US and Switzerland (I know where my audience is) slow walking in their homes, in the park, to the grocery store. It will be a phenomenon, the new "it" thing to do. This is a link to a walking meditation instruction, which is the closest thing I have found to what we learned that day in class. Check it out and give it a try.
So much in life tells us to be faster, keep moving, onto the next thing. I feel like it could be so useful to have more stimuli to the brain and body letting it know it is ok to slow down. That is why savasana is so hard sometimes, it can be easier to sweat and work your muscles til they burn, than to lie still and rest. At least when we are moving we are "doing" something...and that's the American way.
What ways do you slow down? OR do you feel like going, going, going is it for you...that it works? If so, why does it work? Leave me a comment, let me know your thoughts on being slow....