I decided that time spent waiting for a phone tech would be perfect opportunity to get some Down Dogs in. It's gotten to be an old adage with sporadic yoga practitioners that we tend not to practice when we absolutely need it. Usually, it's the fast-paced, insane, time-poor, stressed-out moments in life we need to slow down, tune in and breathe and we just don't do it. Other Things seem greater in importance than Peace of Mind.
I hadn't practiced asanas since the beginning of June. At first, my health was an issue, then the packing and moving. When and where? So I grabbed one of my grubbier mats and a fairly decent carpet, set myself up in the midst of Chaos and did yoga. The dog chased the cats while standing in Tree Pose ~ I was unmoved. In Lotus, I breathed in the sounds of birds, wind in the trees and the carnage of Halo. I let my energy reach out all directions lying in Savasana to touch All Things feeling peace and serenity in the Now.
I never saw the phone tech, but there's a dial tone. I completed the whole round before employees showed up on site. The catschickensrabbitshamster were all fed and happy. My Work was done for the day. Why I deny myself is a mystery. When I nourish those starving parts, it seems to feed other things. Or maybe I just feel content with things as they are.