I started doing yoga in 2015 and pretty soon it became a huge part of my life. Nowadays I eat vegan, go to Mysore Class at 6 AM, I read as much books about yoga, philosophy, spirituality and psychology as I can, I meditate and you practice pranayama. I discovered that my fellow yogis and the spiritual people in my family get me, they understand what I am doing and they are very enthusiastic as well. My old friends are not. They remain the same and they question the new me.
'Are you becoming an activist?' one asked.
'I just don't like vegan people,' another said. 'They simply are not hot.'
I have to admit that last comment hurt me.
This morning I asked my mother for advice. I don't do that very often because she has a busy life and worries of her own and I don't want to bother her with my problems. But now I wanted her opinion.
I asked my mom what I needed to do with my old friend, who is in my life for so long but who I no longer really relate to. We used to gossip a lot and I don't like that anymore. I don't want to talk about people I hardly know. I recently discovered she gossips about me now. I don't like that either.
My mom is a quiet person, she doesn't talk very much. But she can listen very carefully and when she does speak, it makes sense. So I asked her what to do with my friend.
My mom said:
'I think you better create some distance for a while. Keep things on hold.' I thanked my mom and went to bed to go to sleep.
During practice this morning I again thought about the situation and it got to me that there is no wrong or right. No one is better than the other. I am not an angel because I practice yoga. My friend is not a bad person because she wants to gossip. We all have our own paths. Nobody can interfere with my path and vice versa. Sometimes our paths meet and we can walk together. Sometimes our paths go different ways.