I ride my bike along the creek path, sitting tall in the seat. I lean to the left, stretching my right side. I’ve just come from yoga, and I can feel the tight muscle in my back. It’s loosened but begging to become longer. It’s the one that makes me injure my hip when it’s too tight. I suspect it has shortened over the decades since I fell in the Russian River and landed hard, a rock beneath my right sitz bone. But I have faith my yoga will grow the muscle again, let it lengthen and become supple. I’ve been easing back into yoga this month. I could feel the difference when I began going twice a week. I decided to spend part of my tax return to try out the “unlimited” yoga for June, July and August. I want to go four times a week, am trying it this week for the first time. Already I’m aware of my body more often. I straighten my spine again as I pedal my bike. I lean to the right, then to the left. There is more room inside me. I’m riding along in that lovely rush of air, looking at the mountains, feeling the sun on my arms. That little kid pleasure rushes in. I am riding my bike on a summer day. A voice comes, too. “Maybe doing yoga is enough right now,” it says. I’ve been a bit rudderless, eating too much, not taking good care of myself. I hear this voice, and I touch that vulnerable me, sense the rightness in this. Maybe I can just do yoga and let the healing come, let the stronger me emerge when she is ready. Even as I write this, other voices whisper. “What about all the prep you need to do for the fall semester?” And, “What about your novel?” But I nudge them away, trust instead that sweeter voice. The work and the writing will be there, too, but doing yoga will live at the heart of things for now. Maybe doing yoga is enough right now. Maybe yoga’s all I need to do to be okay.
Makes me want to go bike riding again :)
Oh, yay! That’s a lovely thing to evoke, Smiling Pilgrim. Thank you.
And I will second that urge for you, too. There is something lovely about that little kid rush that so often rises when we are pedaling along. You won’t be sorry! :)
love this, Riba. Yes, this is enough! (imo) : ) The sensing of enough, a younger place inside emerges. May it fill you, and all of us who enJoy reading your entries. Thank you.
Thank you, Laurie. This is very sweet. :)
I loved this, Riba, particularly “There is more room inside me.” That alone would say you’re on the right track! :-)
Yes! I have never felt this except from yoga. I remember the feeling even more strongly from my first introduction to it 20-ish years ago, this amazing way I felt after a three-day singing and yoga retreat! I have only had peeks of that since then, but I believe now I am indeed headed there. :)
Thank you, Bart!