I know it's been a very, very long time since I've posted, but this is too important for excuses/explanations/apologies. Perhaps another day I'll explain my long, unexcused (and possibly inexcusable?) absence from this blog.
A very dear friend of mine, along with her husband (who I am lucky enough to also call friend), and their very young son (who is probably too young to understand the abstract concept of friendship, but smiles at me whenever I enter the room regardless), are going on a very scary journey. I won't bog this down with the details, which are not mine to tell anyway, but they are both strong people and excellent parents, and I know that they will come out of this on top. That doesn't, however, make the long road ahead of them any easier.
I went into my practice this morning with them on my mind, as they set out on the road to a specialized children's hospital that can help them with their particular issue. It was an extremely emotionally charged practice for me, as I could not separate mind from body and could not stop thinking about them and all they are going through. Within the first five minutes, I had decided that I would dedicate whatever yoga practice I did this week to them, hoping that the positive, healing energy I received I could put back out into the universe to help them on this journey. Within 10, I had vowed to practice every day until they get to take their little boy home again. (As of right now, the doctors are predicting that he should be stable enough to return home on Friday or Saturday. Fingers crossed!)
I was on the verge of tears for most of the class... it was possible the most challenging class I've ever had emotionally. And yet, something else, more interesting, happened. The more energy and healing I felt from the yoga, the more I tried to push it out there for them to pick up on. And the easier my practice became. Poses that are normally physically (hello, triangle!) or mentally (I'm looking at you, camel) challenging to me felt easy, and good. The harder I worked for them, the more benefits I seemed to get back in my practice.
So this week (and beyond, if necessary) I will be in the hot room, practicing in solidarity with my friends and their little boy, every day. You may not know them, and this post might be cryptic at best as to their circumstances, but I would ask that you take a part of your daily ritual to communicate with the universe on their behalf. I don't care if you prefer yoga, prayer, meditation, silence, or healing rituals to do so, just please, put a little thought out there for them and I am sure that it will come back to you ten-fold, like it did for me.
Thank you/Namaste!
Erin, your words moved me. This is a very special post, and a beautiful gift you have given to those you love, and to those who love you! ... including, and especially me!
ReplyDeleteMarts,
DeleteThanks so much, I'm so glad you liked it. And you know I love you and "the other M" too much not to be thinking of you at this time!
From México...be sure that Ill be helping with my daily practice...
ReplyDeleteMuchísimas gracias, Luz, muy amable. Seguro que les ayudará y apoyará.
DeleteErin you have moved me to tears. What a precious and special gift! I will never forget this amazing and huge gesture. I will think of this tomorrow when I need strength! Thank you so much. Namaste!
ReplyDeleteMonica,
DeleteIt is the least I can do! I will be there at 9am for you guys!! Let me know if you need anything at all this week.