October was a really tough month. My father passed away on the 13th. I also required antibiotics for the first time in 15 years and was in and out of the dentist’s chair after I broke a tooth. I have not been feeling like my usual self, but all in all, I have been coping pretty well.
I feel blessed that my brother and I were able to fly out to Ontario on Thanksgiving weekend to say our goodbyes to my dad. My two brothers and I had the opportunity to be together with him in his final days. One of the last things my dad said to me was, “This is hard.” He was right.
The events of the last month have left me with a deep feeling of emotional and physical fatigue. In fact, I have been so fatigued that I haven’t spent as much time on my yoga mat as usual.
While my mind understands the value of getting on the mat when the going gets tough, my body and heart have resisted. That doesn’t mean, however, I haven’t benefited from my yoga practice. I have.
My long-standing physical yoga practice coupled with meditation (though I often have more of a contemplation than meditation practice), has given me some pretty good coping skills.
I talked about these skills in my classes recently after a fellow yoga teacher wisely said that I was being held up by scaffolding through these difficult times.
I like this metaphor. My yoga practice is the scaffolding that holds me up like this: Asana (yoga poses, the physical practice) provides the scaffolding to help maintain the health of my body. My philosophy studies and meditation help support the health of my mind. My community of the heart – family, friends, fellow yoginis – support my emotional health.
The quiet time I have spent alone has also helped me. Little by little, I am also spending more time on my mat.
Thank you to each of you who has shared a kind word or thought with me. You have given me so much of the support I need. I am truly grateful.
I am being held up by some impressive scaffolding in my time of need and things are getting better!
With Love and Gratitude,