That last statement really struck me and resonated long thereafter.
How often in life are we told: For the next X amount of minutes / hours / days / weeks / months / for the next year, ALL of your needs will be met? Stated with conviction its a precision eliminator for 90% of preoccupations. Sure, we may still worry about whether our loved ones' needs are met, but afterall their needs are an extension of our needs in a way at least.
I need to say that to my five year old. For the next 5 minutes et al, all your needs will be met. I don't know that he will understand it yet though, as I'm not sure he grasps the concept of what his needs truly are. He conflates his needs with
Also, I found some joy in a little, teensy something I accomplished. You know that axiom about honey attracting? My son is in kindergarten now. Last year he was in preschool. While in preschool, he had this teacher/school helper that was from Uganda. Her son was also in preschool. My son adored her son. She, however, was quite cold to approach. I projected my paranoia onto her and decided she did not much like non-Black people or had a distaste for our non-trad family dynamic. That did not deter me from inviting her family over for a play date last year even though up to that point she had pretty much refused to even hold a conversation with me or reciprocate my smile. She accepted my invite, however, and the day they came over I made some tasty chicken salad and some fresh heirloom salsa, bought fresh kaiser rolls and blue corn tortilla chips. Our sons had a blast together that day. Which resulted in me winning her over. I'm not always a champion at killing with kindness, but I have my moments. We haven't seen them much since that day due to a busy summer and loads of transitions. But in the interim she searched for me (as I had changed my phone number). Finally, I talked to her yesterday and she invited us over same day! We couldn't go, but we made plans to see each other in a few weeks. Yeah!
Your homemade salsa and spitfire self can win anyone over. And I have felt that moment of clarity when I've yoga'd and a few moments thereafter...til the kids killed my buzz. Hell 5 minutes still aint bad.
ReplyDeleteAwww, that is so nice! Both parts of that. So glad you made it to yoga, and yes, I love the savasanah or whatever, I almost always have tears at the end, luckily it is so sweaty in there no one notices. It is amazing to feel totally OK, for just 5 minutes even. I need to try to bring more of the yoga-attitude to my kids, too, especially Zufan. Gotta try that tonight. Thanks for the reminder!
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