This morning I saw the moon. It was no longer full but it was still strong and shining beautifully. I looked at the moon, smiled, and noticed myself racing my bike like I was being chased by hungry wolves.
Why? I asked myself. Why?
I am so often in a hurry. I so often tend to do things quickly. At work, at home and on the road.
Quick, quick, hurry, hurry.
I don't know why. I get it when I have to do boring things like sit in a not so exciting meeting at work (are there even exciting meetings?), that I want it to be over soon. But to come to think of it.. There is beauty in every moment, even when stuck in a meeting at work. Yoga is showing me this. I just have to see it, practice it. It is up to me to bring this into my daily life. To enjoy every moment.
So I watched and enjoyed the sight of the moon and started slowing down with the cycling. I got to the studio (you see, it doesn't matter if I bike fast or slow, I eventually always end up at the studio), took off my shoes and coat and entered the shala. It was a couple of minutes after six and the shala was packed, there were only a few spots left. It was warm and moist and the breathings were loud and heavy. I only saw people doing very advanced asanas. It was great to look at, but I was there to do my own practice.
I started and told myself not to hurry and to enjoy the movements, my breathing and the experience. I think I succeeded because after the practice, I felt happy, satisfied, light and relaxed. I did not hurry home. This was number four!
I call this picture: Dutch flowers :)