Don’t you hate it when you have this really great idea for a piece of writing, and you hope you’re going to remember it by the time you get down to actually writing it, and then forget?
That’s where I’m at right now. I was in yoga this morning, and was listening to our instructor (the kilt-wearing guy that I really liked from another studio) and thought, “Oh, that’s going to be a great idea to expand upon!” and then *POOF*! The thought was gone.
So for the past 5 minutes, I’ve been staring at my screen trying to get the idea back, and it’s just not coming…
Luckily I had a back up.
One of the yogis today brought his son, or who I assume was his son, to class. The son, who was no more than 5 years old, had his own mat and had a barricade of yoga blocks surrounding him, along with his trusty sidekick, a brown stuffed teddy bear. Adorable.
I periodically watched him throughout the practice set up the blocks, laying over them to do downward facing dog, resting, taking sips of water, and doing his own version of yoga. A playful version, for sure.
He’d often rearrange the blocks, garnering more and more as the class proceeded. He would build small fortresses, sit on them, rest his head on them, and entertained himself as the rest of us stretched into gentle poses.
I loved his childlike wonder. It inspired me to have a little more fun during class, and our instructor was cracking jokes, so I had no problem laughing at his quips and smiling as I released into each pose.
And so often I see people in class who are super serious yogis. Kind of intimidating, actually, because more often than not I’m not super serious. In fact, that’s one of the things I love about my job is that I get to be around kids and act like them. So when I’m around very serious people, I just want to do something ridiculous and goofy! As an adult, sometimes it’s frowned upon, so it was pure joy to have that child in class today to inject the childlike energy into our community. And we couldn’t have had a more perfect instructor for this event because this instructor is the one who always reminds us that it doesn’t matter how perfect you are or aren’t at yoga – it’s all just being there, having fun and doing what is right for us.
And that’s just what I did. I giggled, I smiled, I relaxed, I did some of the poses the way I wanted to do them. And my childlike wonder got to play.
Children are a beautiful remind for us to not be so serious all of the time, to have fun, to play, and to let our own childlike wonder to be present.