Last night I went to Bikram yoga (which I absolutely love!) and afterwards the instructor encourages you to take at least two minutes or more to relax, eyes closed to absorb all the movements that you recently endured while focusing on JUST your breathing. Letting your mind be still.
I found myself pleading with my mind, “don’t rush off, just stay with me here quietly” It was like talking to a lover who is distracted by something in the peripheral while you’re trying to appreciate their loveliness. I was begging myself to stay, to hold on, to have faith while I appreciated my strength or my thoughtfulness or my love.
After the class (or should I say after I snickered at myself for having to plead myself into meditation?) I was struck with a thought. I thought about when you’re actually with someone intimately sharing a moment and you catch yourself wondering what it is the other person is really thinking… it creates an undertone of tension as you will never really know. But when you’re caught in your self made dichotomy, you really know what it is you’ve distracted yourself with… and you forgive yourself immediately and come back to your shared moment. All tension is removed.
just sharing a quiet moment with yourself….
