Nurture. Grow. Rebuild. These two words seem to perfectly describe my yoga practice as of lately. I’m not as interested in the fancy asana, but what serves my body (my temple) and my mind today…this moment. When we get into a routine we seem to maintain. Keep the status quo and just get by. Until something goes wrong to shake this up, and we realize the ground underneath us is not always as stable as we may like to think. Something breaks, a heart, or a bone, and we hurt and need to mend. In our own bodies this takes time; to feel broken and then whole again. As it is happening, the mending or connecting back together, the process seems slow like it’s never going to be OK again. But weeks, months, or years later when things are OK, we know for a fact we can heal and stop hurting.
Last week, I bought a bunch of flowers and as I was trimming some of the leaves and the ends to put them in the vase one flower broke off from its stem. It was alive, beautiful and vibrant with color, so I didn’t want to throw it out. Instead, I just stuck it in the middle of the bunch, to be held up, but the stem wasn’t long enough to be immersed in water. After a day or so, it began to wilt, to die. Still not wanting to throw it in the garbage, I put it in a small ball jar so the stem could reach water. Within an hour the petals became succulent with life, they lifted up, in fact the whole stem was bent and collapsed and it completely resurrected when flushed with water, its life source. This happens to us. We are bent, broken, petals wilted but with the help of our life source, breath, connection, yoga we can rise up again and become whole. The flower can accelerate the process as proof of where we will get, if it takes us more time, so be it.