I had a lovely phone chat with my mum today. All seems well with her and my dad, so I’m happy. And they are coming to stay soon too. This feels like a gift to me to have them in my home and be able to look after them and keep them fed and comfortable. Not that they can’t do this for themselves, but I like to spoil them, maybe to offer them what I can in return for all the years when they were my everything, my whole world.
My mum’s sister doesn’t have this kind of relationship with her daughter, and I was really sad to hear my mum telling me how they had been reflecting together on their different mother-daughter relationships. My aunt feels blackness and doesn’t feel this love. I’m wondering what I can do, if I could help in any small way.
Because today I am overflowing. I have enough love inside me to spare and to share. I am writing this tucked up at home on a chilly autumn evening in my corner of the world. I am surrounded by candles, Hubby’s on his way home, and dinner is in the oven… I am safe and I am well.
Plus I bookended the working day with yoga classes which surely makes for a good day. Morning class was as usual a perfect blend of uplifting and calming. And this evening I went along as a body-double (!) for a friend who was teaching but unable to demonstrate because of injury. In truth I selfishly wanted to stay at home, but it turned out to be a truly wonderful experience, just three of us practising together cocooned in familiarity and fondness. She complimented my forward folds after class. Really? Yes, apparently I looked beautiful in Baddha Koṇāsana. And funnily enough I felt beautiful at the time! I’ve had some wonderful hands-on assists by my regular teacher in this pose and other forward folds. His patience and care is helping me discover some release and humility here. I am learning what it means to settle into the truth of a pose, to inhabit it more fully knowing that it is enough as it is. Truly I bowed down.
Have a lovely weekend whatever you are doing in your corner of the world.
ॐ नमः शिवाय | oṁ namaḥ śivāya