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Time

The time change has always been hard on me, but it’s harder this year with babies, who don’t wear watches and couldn’t tell the time if they did.  I hope they’ll be on standard time, like our clocks, by week’s end, but so far we’ve had early mornings and unsettled evenings–babies wondering why they are being kept up so late at night.  And me wondering–not for the first time–why we trust the devices we wear on our wrists and put on our walls to mark for us the passage of time, rather than relying on our own selves, our own experience of each moment.

We’ve all had those moments that seem to take forever–hearing the long inhale as you wait on the other end of the phone for some big piece of news.  And we’ve all had those hours that seem to take a moment–involved in a good book, engaged in a good conversation, or closing your eyes for a moment and having it turn into a long nap!

Why do we trust the devices outside of ourselves to tell us the time, rather than the sense of time we have within ourselves?  Perhaps the hours we are deeply engrossed in something–even if it is a nice nap!–really do pass differently than the long moments when we wait to exhale.  I am certain the minutes my babies spend crying are longer than the ones they spend laughing–no matter if the clock tells me they are exactly the same.

I know there is the practical matter of all arriving on time for a scheduled meeting or the start of school or work or a yoga class, but I also know that I wear my watch all the time, and refer to it during my days–and nights–far more often than I need to.  Especially since, on most days right now, no one expects me at any meetings, or at school, or at work.

My babies do expect me to meet their needs, though.  Food when they are hungry, diaper changes when they are dirty, books when they’re ready to read, bed when they are ready to sleep.  So if they aren’t wearing watches to schedule the events of their day, why is it that I need to?

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November 7, 2011 at 8:53 pm 2 comments

simply s t r e t c h

One of my favorite moments of every day is watching my daughter Nora wake up.  Sometimes she is lying in bed with her eyes open when I go in to check on her.  She’s quietly looking around the room, wrapped up in her swaddling blanket.  Sometimes she’s fussing a bit, making the squeaks and squawks which mean she is about to cry.  Sometimes she’s already crying, mouth wide open and eyes tightly shut.

When I peel open her swaddling blanket, no matter what Nora was doing the moment before, she stretches.  Immediately when her first arm is released, it goes over her head.  Second arm released, goes overhead.  Then a long stretch with her short little arms, and a big arch in her back as she rolls slightly to her side.  Then she stretches her little legs as long as they go.

What an inspiration!  Although Nora has been in many yoga classes since she was conceived–most of them in utero!–nobody had to teach her to stretch first thing in the morning.  It’s something every baby knows to do–after a long sleep, some time in the carseat, or a satisfying meal, pause and take a long stretch, head to toe.

I have so little time to practice these days, but I watch Nora and realize–much as I would enjoy it, I don’t need 90 minutes–or even 9 minutes–to practice yoga.  I just need to pause for one moment, take a deep breath, and stretch myself head to toe.

It’s as simple as that.

September 28, 2011 at 8:44 pm 2 comments

I am whelmed.

My husband and I love to listen to Car Talk on the radio.  I know this is a divisive issue–I’ve yet to meet someone who is neutral about the snorting laughter and general silliness.  However, I have learned a lot about cars listening to them, and I love the snorts.

Whatever you may think of them aside, I do recall one show in which they read a story (probably submitted by a reader and certainly not an original), that took words like “disheveled” and “overwhelmed” and used their roots (as if they had them): sheveled, whelmed, and many others I’ve forgotten.

In this season, with so much movement, travel, and bustle, it is easy for me, and I think many others, to become overwhelmed.  Days that are busiest or that I feel most frenzied for whatever reason, I try to imagine myself being “whelmed.”

What would this day feel like if I were taking in every moment fully, as I take in deep breaths of cold, wintery air?  What would this moment feel like if I stayed fully present to my breath, to myself, and fully present to the experience around me?

What would it feel like to experience the wonder, the excitement that comes with overwhelmed, but stay whelmed–fully present to the moment, overcome by nothing, ever aware of my breath, of myself?

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December 8, 2010 at 7:41 am 2 comments


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