“We’ll be doing some work on balance today,” Mr. Yoga
Teacher said, this morning. Words that always strike a level of anxiety in me.
Balance is not my strong suite and I’m not that good with falling over.
Something I do frequently with balance postures. I’ve learned to laugh at myself
and to somewhat let go of the need to “get it right”, but I still find the
emotional aspect of balancing almost as taxing as the physical.
I have a perfectionist mindset (I can’t say I’m a
perfectionist because rarely anything I do is perfect. Oh, the irony). I used
to think that if I just was still enough, I’d be able to achieve balance. But
the truth is, in stillness there is movement and this movement is critical to achieving
balance. Think of riding a bike. If you try to perch on your seat and work adamantly
to go in a perfectly straight line, you just won’t be able to do it. That’s not
what riding a bike is all about. It’s all the constant adjustments you make as
you pedal that keep your course more or less in a straight direction. The key
is more or less.
I’m wired to think in terms of black and white but am trying
hard to learn all the shades of gray. Here is what I’m learning: Balance isn’t
something you “achieve” and there is no such thing as perfect balance.
Sometimes we exert ourselves too strenuously. Sometimes we sit on the couch too
long. But if we look at our lives more holistically, we are more inclined to
see the balance in our actions. Seeing it from this bird’s eye view also helps
us to not get discouraged and give up when we veer off course. Instead of
throwing in the towel when we eat too much one day, we are able to see that if
we listen to our bodies and eat more sensibly the next, it will eventually even
out. We don’t get so caught up in the straight line that we live in fear of
stepping off it. Knowing that it is the collection of moments in our progression
around that line that is the true meaning of balance. More importantly, by
adjusting, wobbling and even falling, we are learning and growing.
And that sometimes, toppling over and landing on your butt
can be fun.
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