Honestly, i owe my renewed vigor for writing to a little overnight yoga retreat that we had last weekend. The fall equinox was the backdrop for a purposeful pause between summer and fall. Its amazing what comes out of a change of pace, a 'detox weekend,' and a gathering of gals. Nothing extroidinary or, out of the ordinary, just a chance for enjoyable things - conversation, a magazine, journaling, lounging in the sun, yoga twice daily, pure, healthy food, and a glimpse at the Milkyway. Seeing the stars reminds me how little i am, how masterful the universe is and how city-fied i've become. That alone was enough for a perfect weekend, but the cherry on top was the roaring bonfine. I noticed the dewy grass beneath my feet for the first time this year. The crackling of dry wood, the brilliant orange flames, the heat on my frontside and coolnight air on my back. the murmor of women chatting - politics, motherhood, pets, travel, it all comes up in a circle around the fire.
Why does it take a weekend away to experince these small pleasures in life? Let me re-phrase. Why does it take a weekend away to APPRECIATE these pleasures. I have a fire pit in my back yard in the city, women all around me chatting non-stop, an opportunity to do yoga twice daily and plenty of access to farmer's market food.
I guess its the purposefull pause. The intentional step back from the commotion. The opportunity to shut off a few of the multi tasks and hone in on the subleties of life.
So i write again because it helpes me APPRECIATE the little things in life. It helps me give thanks for the things i observe. It forces me to pause and be a little more mindful. Its my retreat until i can go on the next Sol Yoga Retreat!
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