I recently returned to yoga.
Though I’m not a big fan of most forms of exercise, I do really love yoga! Yoga provides a teacher-led, group-based, meditative practice, building strength from head to toe, burning fat, increasing flexibility and balance – all things I desperately need. For an hour, or so, yoga consumes the full focus and effort of my whole being. I generally leave a yoga class physically depleted, emotionally centered, and soulfully re-charged – not to mention, pretty sweaty!
My Monday instructor is a young, petite woman, named Ariel. She has a gentle voice, clear instruction, a steady pace, logical movements, and she challenges me to push my limits. I’ve had a number of yoga instructors, and she rates among the best.
This morning, Ariel had us begin, lying on our backs, relaxed, slowing our breathing, and finding our “center.” All of a sudden, the classroom doors banged open, as chatty students from a different class returned exercise mats they’d borrowed. Then, some students showed up late to our class. Then, a maintenance guy came in, drilling something.
Chaos, rudely interrupting our feeble efforts to achieve inner peace.
In the midst of the noisy disruption, Ariel quietly arose, walked to the center of the room, and with a strong, clear voice said, something to the effect, “Stay centered. Focus on your breathing. Life is full of distractions and intrusions, just like these. You have to learn how to stay relaxed and centered – in life and in yoga – even when there are interruptions. Hold on to your peace. Stay focused!” Then she returned to her mat, and continued the class.
I have to say, I was very impressed with her composure, focus, and ability to turn a challenging situation into a teaching moment. She saved our class, and provided a great life lesson. “Life is full of disruptions. You have to learn to stay focused. Don’t lose your peace.”
Honestly, if Ariel hadn’t taken control, I was on the verge of getting up and walking out. I’d quickly lost my focus, and was becoming increasingly irritated. Her strong, clear instruction calmed me, helping me regain my center, leading to a great – though challenging – workout.
The truth is, that kind of thing happens to me all of the time. I begin everyday with prayer and meditation. I start every day centered and spiritually grounded, or try to. But, as they say, “stuff” happens. Something on the news or social media irritates me. Someone misses an appointment. A driver offends me. I feel stressed by my “to-do” list. I spill coffee on my freshly-ironed shirt. Unexpected crises disrupt my well-planned schedule. The car won’t start, or I get a flat tire. Whatever the issue is, the peace I worked so hard to establish, and wish to maintain, flies out the window, leaving me in a frenzied state of irritable distress.
I lose my peace, all of the time. Unfortunately, it really doesn’t take much.
I bet you do, too.
As Ariel took control of today’s class, I wondered if she could possibly follow me around, everyday, reminding me when the disruptions come, over and over: “Stay focused. Stay centered. Breath. Don’t lose your peace!”? But, I’m guessing that might seem a little strange. And, she might actually have other commitments and obligations – like yoga classes to teach.
Maybe I need to learn how to stay centered and focused on my own.
How about you?