Confessions from a yoga teacher
🙋🏻♀️ It's me. Hi.
I don't really sit down. Well, I do sit, just not very much or usually for very long. I am sitting now, as I write to you, but I will break away for coffee and breakfast and letting Harper outside and back in again. Ahhhh, working from home. I am seemingly always in motion, most of the time and every day. I don't really think about it. Well, until recently. Not only does my watch keep track of the number of steps taken each day, it also alerts one when she's been sitting too long. "Time to stand." Geesh. Annoying much. But, awareness is always good. Be. Here. Now.
Get to the point.
I took up knitting. It was all by accident really, but here I am. I also apparently took up sitting (a lot) as knitting and sitting seem to go hand in hand. I'm convinced it was all by design. I actually believe all the things that come into our lives are meant to wake us up to greater things, and I'm not one for grabbing my sleep mask or hitting snooze. I teach yoga to many people who sit all day long at jobs and do it again the very next day. My whole body hurts. My hips are tight. My neck and back are stiff and uncomfortable. Even when I sit with awareness to not slouch, I hurt. Plain and simple, moving my body is harder and hurts way more when I sit toooooo long. I'm once more, growing compassion for people and especially for those who sit all day long!
Our bodies are meant and designed for movement. When we decide to make changes in order to better our lives,
"We are following our internal impulse in wanting to be well.
The impulse to be well is really healthy and following it is amazing."
~ Jason Crandall
Let's keep going and moving. Keep reflecting. Keep growing.
I'm not quitting knitting. Soon, the garden will be calling and my time with my needles may recede for a while. Seasons. In a culture and time in history where moderation may as well be equivalent to sluggardness, the pace is so fast that in order to keep it, many of us simply numb out. Moderation is certainly not laziness, but rather an invitation to a state of awakening. It's a state of finding appreciation once again for the moment, for inside each one is a smile.
With love from me, my desk and Harper,
Jill🧶