Mothering, Yoga off the mat, Yoga on The Farm

This morning

It’s been nutty. My family has a pretty rugged virus that clobbered my husband and kids… fever, rash, I’ll spare you the gory details. Thankfully, I’ve remained healthy. The school year ends today, and as a mom and a PTA coordinator of things, this past month has been consuming. Our fridge died over Memorial Day weekend, and we’ve been eating out of a cooler for a week.

I have NOT been putting my oxygen mask on first, as they say. My cup is empty.

But today, this morning, there was a marked shift. Fevers are gone. It’s the last day of school! The loaner fridge arrives in 45 minutes.

AND, I went to the farm. My son and I met our friends M, the chickens, and Scout the yellow lab, and we talked. We played. We discovered chickens might (and do!) eat their own eggs if given the opportunity.

This is the land I will be teaching my first yoga series on. I tested my portable speaker. I waited for the heat to come, and it didn’t. It was shady, it was breezy, it was cool. There were birds singing. A crane hung out in the pond (pictured, look closely).

While there were no asanas / poses, there was no workout, this morning, I practiced yoga. I finally filled my cup. Breathed in that oxygen. Connected.

AND, I brought home some farm fresh eggs! Not a full dozen, though, because my son, the two year-old scientist, experimented and broke a few. How else would we have learned that chickens can be cannibals?

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Living with intention, Mothering

I’m Here. 

image.jpgI’ve been showing up to yoga classes, whether I want to get out of bed or not. I have a toddler who will not sleep through the night. He was for a while. But now he’s not.

Yesterday, when I arrived at class (after feeding two kids, dressing one, then dropping the other off at school) there was one “good”‘spot left in the studio. There was a yoga block there and I didn’t know this was intended to save a spot for someone.

I began to unfurl my mat, and the woman beside me said, “Oh, this space is taken.” Before thinking, without any filter, I replied, “I’m here.”

“But she comes all the time.”

I didnt know what to say. My teacher, ever the mind reader and peacemaker, called me and said “Look, I can make room next to me!”

I sat on my mat and set my intentions on learning to listen and respond thoughtfully. It occurred to me that saving a spot at a yoga class is very anti yoga. But so is my overreacting and playing the exchange over and over in my head.

I have two children. They take up space in my life. They do things like get sick, bite my yoga blocks, take too long to get dressed, forget their backpack… There are ways in which it is so hard to show up. But I’m here.

Living with intention, meditation, Mothering

In Medias Res

I have not posted in a number of days. I have written, I have practiced yoga, but I have not given myself the space to sit down and write something that is complete. 

Today, I am giving myself permission to write and post in medias res, “into the middle of things.” It will never be the beginning or the end for me. I am a parent, I am trying to make all the things happen all the time. So it’s ok if things are always in progress and under construction. 

We’ve had illness in our home, fevers and chills and things of that sort. As The Mom it is me that administers the medication, makes the matzo ball soup, takes the temperatures, and washes the sheets. Especially when my husband is one of the fevered and fallen. 

Now things are looking up. My daughter is back at school, my husband is back at work, the toddler (although teething) actually slept last night. And today I went to te advanced yoga class, so I’m taking five minutes to write before I go retrieve the toddler from the nursery, and on we go. 

Notes on today’s practice: today I made a point to set my intention before we began our flow. I set my intention on willpower. It was a sweaty, fast-paced class and I am feeling clear. Essential oils used during savasana: Orange and sandalwood. 

I would like to report back on how the willpower intention carried through the day… I hope I get to do so, but if not, well, here we go…