Yoga stress.

Psalm 51:16-17 (Message)

Going through the motions doesn’t please you,
a flawless performance is nothing to you.
I learned God-worship
when my pride was shattered.
Heart-shattered lives ready for love
don’t for a moment escape God’s notice.

Who enters yoga feeling stressed about…yoga?

In a word, me.

Logically, I had no reason to feel stress. Well, that’s not true. If I had to share a mat with someone who sweat all over it…I’d feel stress. But I had my own cute pink mat that I bought for $5 at Five Below.

I was ready to get my namaste-on.

Last Thursday I went to my first yoga class in over ten years. I was stressed because as I often like to say, “I’m about as flexible as a cement block.”

I didn’t want to make a spectacle of myself. I didn’t want to be the class dunce. The class “Most Likely Not To Do The Warrior Pose Correctly”.

But in yoga, there’s no class dunce because there’s no competition. No, you just do your best and work with what you’ve been given.

Sounds freeing, right?

My performance based love of self invaded even the sacred space of yoga.

I found myself struggling through yoga. My left leg is markedly weaker from the past 2 months of post op compensations.

But oddly enough, it wasn’t the physical portions that I struggled with.

I struggled with being quiet and worried that I was wasting time and not doing something. I was doing something, I was doing yoga.

But my mind kept drifting to what I needed to get finishing the same article that I’ve been working on for the last three weeks.

Or grocery shopping.
Or cleaning.
Or returning some phone calls.
Or emailing…the gift that keeps on giving.

I asked God to help me settle down and just be in the moment – not in the next moment, but this moment. I only asked about two dozen times or so.

After yoga class I felt clear minded as if I sent my cares away to God. I experienced the most healthful day of eating in weeks. I received the boys off the school bus with an overflow as opposed to the all too familiar, “let’s drudge through the homework vibe”.

It never ceases to amaze me what happens when outstretched hands are lifted toward heaven…the yoga stress and life’s stress get released and turned over to the One who is able to carry the stress and cares.  I stretched more than my muscles last Thursday.  I plan to continue with yoga because I have more than a few weak areas that need to be strengthened.

Do you struggle with living in the moment? Have you ever tried yoga – what do you think?

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