Week 3 – The Practice

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    Standing in the bathroom one night this week as I readied myself for bed, I stopped, toothbrush hanging out of my mouth, as I caught my reflection in the mirror. I honestly couldn’t believe what stared back at me. Encircled in dark and heavy shadows, a pair of exhausted, sore, and sunken but swollen eyes started right back at me. They watered under in the soft bathroom lights and struggled to hold focus. 

    I looked away, spit in the sink, rinsed my mouth, and toothbrush before placing it back in the holder, before standing up to take a second look. My eyes told the truth. I was tired. Utterly exhausted in fact, and feeling heavy and in need of some serious rest. Echoing the truth in my reflection, the rest of my body confirmed what I saw. My legs were tired, my head ached, in fact my whole body felt sluggish, weak and troubled. Every pore and every cell of it craved for silence, sleep and rest, and yet my mind screamed “there SO much to do”. My eyes cringed in response. After a long lasting stare, I turned away, flicked off the light, and went to bed. 

    Sleep, I needed sleep.

    The next morning at 5:14am, when I woke to the pattering of my son’s feet walking down the hall, I thought, “screw that” and rolled over pulling the covers above my head. It didn’t work. Fifteen minutes later, I turned the coffee on and proceeded to the rec room where I found my 7-year old nestled on the couch with the dog watching ‘The Adventures of Puss in Boots’.

    After receiving confirmation that he was ok and his sweet smile beamed up at me, I kissed his crown and retreated to my little yoga space. If I couldn’t sleep then I might as well practice. And so I did. Gently, and slowly, with eyes lingering closed, I soothed my tired limbs, breathed life into my lungs, and then sat in meditation.

    Om Namah Shivaya Om Namah Shivaya Om Namah Shivaya Om Namah Shivaya

    The words rolled silently off my tongue as my fingers moved over the mala beads. After a couple of rounds, I sat, lingering in the sacred silence of my practice and exhaled. Aaaaahhhhh, that’s better.

    It’s been a long while since I’ve practiced that early in the morning. And in the 25 minutes I secured for myself that day, I’m reminded, with magnitude, how truly healing, revitalizing, and reassuring this morning ritual is for me. Years ago, I did practice early every morning, but things changed when the baby came along. Interestingly how this week, the boy that the baby has become, woke me to my practice once again. 

    Om Namah Shivaya

    Om Namah Shivaya

    Om Namah Shivaya

    Om Namah Shivaya