Fittingly, it snowed a lot today. That feels like such a December thing to do. The picture above is actually from a few days ago, when it was sunny and gorgeous. The clouds out here rival the mountains for a good view. I’m a lucky girl!
I didn’t take any photos today, and truly my meals weren’t interesting. Same breakfast as yesterday (still good a second time around!) and pho for lunch. I spent much of the day busy and just looking forward to sweating my thoughts and feelings away at hot yoga tonight.
Class was so necessary and amazing tonight. I was in the mood for it, so the somewhat preachy pep-talk approach the teacher took tonight actually really resonated with me, even though mostly that’s not my thing. I like the quiet and inner focus of class moreso than the outward vocalization of what someone thinks I should be concentrating on.
But tonight the lesson was on gratitude, and positivity. And that was exactly what I needed to hear. The teacher, a lively young man named Krik, led us through a physically demanding class in a room filled to the brim (there were 80 people there – we were at capacity!), and I felt like I sweated my negative emotions away and gave my mind some well-deserved peace and quiet. He asked us to focus on what we are grateful for, and how we sometimes miss the moments where we could and should feel grateful.
And it hit me: I was sitting in a room I attend religiously [I use that term intentionally] every Thursday, next to three girls I have befriended and added to my life just in the last few months. My practice is deeper, stronger, and more powerful than it’s ever been, and I’m finding each class to be more refreshing and renewing than the one before it.
I have everything in the world to be grateful for. I am healthy, capable, self-sufficient, smart, employed, housed, and loved by more than one person. There is literally nothing more that I could ask for. (Although, Mom, I totally still want new sheets for Christmas.)
Walking out of that room tonight, I decided to hang on to the positive energy and sentiment from the hour. Kirk said, “We celebrate a day of thanks once a year. Why not make that a daily routine?”
When I’m down, it’s easy for me to wallow. But right now – I choose to be happy. Because really, what else is there?
Goodnight, my friends. xoxo