Don't Wait to be Happy
Day 53, Hour 49 of 120 Hours of Yoga
"You don't have to wait until life isn't hard anymore, before you decide to be happy." -Nightbirde
Today was hard. From the moment I woke up, until I sit here writing this just a few hours before bed, every.single.minute of this day has been hard. I could write a logistical list of everything that went wrong today, starting with a sleepless night, then a 6am yoga class at a new (to me) studio that felt flat; a Monday of work after a long weekend, in a job that doesn't inspire me anymore, and an entire day of struggling with my son over summer classes that he CHOSE to sign up for (none of these classes are required) but has been consistently behind since the day they started ... and on and on and on ...
I have been on the brink of boiling over, emotionally, all day. And then I went to a 4:30pm yoga class at Modo, a studio that helps me to sweat it out, with an instructor that I really like (who I describe as "effervescent" because she has a very light, airy, happy, and open personality). The class was a 50 minute "flow" class, which means that the movements flow together more quickly than in a standard class. This class was set to music.
If you've read my previous posts you know that music with lyrics during yoga class does not work well for me. I cannot listen to instructor prompts and stories set to music (which is what most lyrics are - stories set to music) at the same time. But I've been to KJ's classes a lot recently, and every time she leads a class with music, it is lyric-less (cue meditation music you might expect to find in a monastery). I actually stopped and talked with her after class recently, thanking her for playing lyric-less music, mentioning that it's hard for me to follow verbal yoga cues while listening to lyrics. She agreed, and in that moment I felt surprised yet validated at the same time.
So KJ walks into the yoga studio full of students, introduces herself in her typical effervescent style, and reminds the class that this is a "flow class with music". The speakers crackle a little while she gets things started, and the music is strictly instrumental. I'm thinking to myself, "this is a rare example (for me) when I ask for something and get it". I'm thinking maybe she is playing instrumental music because of my comments to her after class recently - maybe my comments reinforced for her to continue this great pattern of lyric-less music! And for the first time all day I breathed. I settled in, and flowed.
And then the song changed. Haunting music with words. Words drowning out KJ's voice. I could kind of hear her, but her voice is light and airy and easily overwhelmed by the noise coming through the speakers. I've done this class a few times before so kind of know the pattern of movements as they flow from one to the next, and can watch the students around me to get cues as well. After all of this - after an entire day of this - the quote comes to mind: "You don't have to wait until life isn't hard anymore, before you decide to be happy." (Nightbirde)
And in that moment something switched. I decided that despite it all. In spite of it ALL. Despite it all, I am happy in this moment. I decided to be happy. And I was.
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