Ply and Burl

Just like that, the blog is awake again. I tried to move servers and upgrade versions last spring and found I couldn’t import my posts. Sadness reigned, and my efforts thwarted, I tabled it. Then, yesterday morning, I had an epiphany, untangled the threads, and got the blog back up again!

This morning was my weekly Ashtanga yoga class. It was  a strenuous and expanding class, and I felt renewed and light and I eased into a deep relaxation during Sivasana. Just when I had melted away into a near doze, a cell phone rang out a ridiculous digital tune, and Just like that, I was awake again.  But beautifully, what crossed my face not a frown, but a big grin and a cascade of laughter. Most of the rest of the class did the same. It was the perfect ending to a perfect class… I hope it’s easy to understand why. Yoga is a brief respite from the chaos, and a chance to cultivate the focus, patience, and disengagement to deal with the world the rest of the time. The phone was that world creeping in, the unwelcome guest welcome again.