Confession: Even though I wrote about it recently, I skipped church yesterday. I didn’t skip because I wanted to have brunch with friends, or catch an early football game. It’s just that I had been with people constantly last week over Thanksgiving and I knew I needed some true silence and solitude.
I wrote in my journal, “I need to breathe…have a Sabbath removed from frenzy. I need to listen for Your still small voice. I need to fill up with You. Speak into the silence, Lord. Come Holy Spirit.”
I’ve started to copy an acquaintance of mine who signs her emails: “Breathe deep. Lean hard. God’s love holds.” I need that reminder
It made me think of this post originally from 2 years ago…
I really wish I liked Yoga more. It’s healthy. And it’s so in. But I’m not crazy about it.
Here are the only things I like about Yoga:
- the comfy pants that are like legal pajamas,
- the fact that you do it in a group with great people, and not, for example on a stationary bike in your basement (like a crazy introvert),
- the corpse pose (where you lay still with soft music playing)…
And one more thing… They remind you to breathe. In fact, I think that’s the only part I consistently get right when I go. I mess up all the poses. And I can’t make myself pretzelize (is that a word?) like my friend Brooke. Continue reading