• Anjali Rao

When the Universe gave me a chocolate croissant….

And I savored that croissant. Savored it because it landed in my hands on a day I needed it. Savored it because it made me believe in sweet serendipity. Savored it since my classmate had decided that morning to treat me with something since she thought I was going through a profound transformation. Savored it because I had forgotten to pack a lunch for a long day of teacher training. We get half an hour for lunch, and I didn’t want to miss any of the information, discussion and activities by driving out to buy something.

It’s been a while since I blogged. It’s been a while since I actually processed the change, the internalizing of the myriad experiences, some profound, some achingly simple that have come about in my life since the beginning of the Yoga teacher training program. I have learned that without knowing I am doing so I  have committed to a flirtation with something that I thought will be a shaper of thighs, and hips, and is actually much more deeper. Yes, I am married now to Yoga. And it’s just the beginning.

I have learned that I carry tension in my hamstrings, and the day I could touch my toes was one of the happiest of my life. I have learned that three nurses ( who are doing this training with me) are really concerned and moved by all that they see with their patients, and want to really help them heal within and without. I have learned that it’s not a certain body type that is ” good at yoga” but it’s the practice and release of muscular tension that can make one more flexible. I have learned that a woman who helps her husband navigate life in a wheelchair is helped tremendously by doing hip opening and chest opening asanas. I have learned that being still is the most difficult thing to do.

As I cuddle in bed with my daughter and read one of our favorite books, ….and when he came to the place where the wild things are, they roared their terrible roars and gashed their terrible teeth and rolled their terrible eyes and showed their terrible claws till Max said ” be still” and tamed them with the magic trick. And sometimes the magic trick can come in the shape and smell and taste of a chocolate croissant. I believe and I learn more.

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