is good enough.
Back. From another whirlwind trip in a far off land. Some very sweet and laughter filled sessions with old friends as well unexpected new ones.
During my first yoga session at this new studio, the teacher spoke about having a compassionate heart, both towards ourselves and to the world around us. She also spoke about how maintaining a compassionate heart throughout life, the mundane moments, heartbreak, impulsion, disappointments, stress, onslaught of everyday demands - is perhaps the hardest thing to do - to live from that place of compassion.
While by no means a a new thought - I feel like I've heard many variations of this thought over the years, her words struck me in a different way this time... For the first time in a long time I felt embraced, held in a very sweet and safe spot.
On the flight back home I read the following self description by author Heather Havrilesky: "I am not and was never going to be the relaxed, organized, manicured career mom, any more than I was going to be the shiny, effusive cheerleader or the diligent Gap employee or the virginal good girl, or the wise young lady who dates only responsible, emotionally available guys. I am a disorganized, melancholy second-guesser who rhapsodizes a little too loudly over the pleasures of a cold beer at the end of a long day. I am enthusiastic, yes, and passionate, sure, but I am also fundamentally ambivalent, angst ridden, and conflicted. I am distracted, overwhelmed, and mostly unprepared for whatever lies ahead."
Man, that made me laugh. Because I can very much relate. And to think that we spend, or at least I spend so much time trying to be that first half, instead of just celebrating the reality of the latter.
So this week... good enough, as the first step towards a life lived with greater compassion. :)
