I woke up on the right side of the bed today. I tiggered myself off of my mattress and bounded into the kitchen, where the smell of hazelnut coffee and peanut butter and banana sandwiches filled my yearning nostrils. As I munched on these tasty morning treats, I put on my cute little yoga gear and started to look forward to my 9:00am Vinyasa class.
Stove off, heat turned down, bed made, towel off floor, door locked; I made my way out of the house and to my car. I opened my car door, excited to get jiggy with some of Beirut’s french horn, and I proceeded to spill about a gallon of coffee all over the drivers seat. Luckily I had my yoga mat which doubles as a tarp, I protected my bum from the river of caffeine which would never make it to my mouth and proceeded on my journey. Cue- French horn, window down, sun in my face. During this ten minute drive to the studio I decided upon my intention for my yoga class: to be more intentional. If I were a bit more present in the act of transferring the coffee to my travel mug- maybe I would have screwed on the cap properly.
Lets Tarantino this a bit – I parked the car, walked into class, practice was amazing, focused on my intention to be more ‘intentional,’ left class, felt rejuvenated and really ‘with-it,’ walked out of class and forgot my yoga mat inside the building. Wow Katie, really?
Enter magical cow:
Then I saw this guy and he made me smile. Everything that is happening is happening because it is supposed to be. Instead of chastising myself for forgetting the mat and throwing my whole practice to the wind, I need to smile at myself and try to understand what is happening in this specific moment in time. It isn’t about always remembering and being totally ‘with-it’, it is really about understanding the particularities that make you- you. And about loving them. Yes, I spill coffee, but I can also calm my mind and embrace my inner warrior just moments later.
I hope you enjoyed these tidings and my glowing cow. <3