Checkout from Tidal Wave Island

I am a tourist in the world of time.

Others have rushed me, delayed me, for their own intentions.

How I use my time is up to me, and I have forgotten this, because I have been trained to accept the chaos, and it has been too much for a long time.

At work, there is very little breathing time in between the many tasks that demand my attention and action.

I feel overwhelmed. My colleagues and I are all running our races, finishing the volume of complex work that comes at us like a tidal wave, everything all at once.

It’s one tidal wave after another, in an island we’ve signed up for.

It’s a situation we’ve gotten ourselves into.

We are free to leave, me and my colleagues. If we signed up, we can sign out, if we remain aware that we are visitors to this island, only its tourists, not its inhabitants.

The reality is that there are many islands, cities, countries out there, and this place is not where we were born, not the home of our citizenship.

This truth is hard to remember when you’re fighting for survival in a tidal wave island.

The first step to get out of the tidal wave state of mind is to dream of being in another island, safe and dry.

I picture enjoying the sun and beach doing nothing else in an island with a high and dry hotel, and decorate the view in my mind.

Dear benevolent Universe, I would like to reclaim my role as a tourist, a traveler, in the world of time.

I will spend my time as another version of me, in an island where it’s not about surviving tidal waves.

Hips Day

The anatomical focus of yesterday’s class was the hips.

I need to review pigeon pose, because I’m not sure I’m doing it right.

I paced myself well.

My half moon pose could use some practice and review as well.

The class was packed, as students for hatha and vinyasa yoga were merged into one class.

Stuff I picked up during class:

  • If you’re a woman, you may want to take a mat behind a man in case you prefer not to be in the man’s line of sight in downward dog.
  • Examine your pants every once in a while in case it’s fraying near the crotch area.
  • If the room is packed, be conscious about making space for the people whose mats are near the wall. They’re going to need arm space, so move your mat closer to the center of the room.

I enjoyed the setting of intentions at the beginning of the session.

The mat I was on was near the window, and I could see clouds pushed by the monsoon wind.

I felt so present.

I remembered the past with fondness, and right there, I felt like it’s where I was meant to be.