I could (and maybe will) write a million posts on my trip to Guatemala, but I am still (sporadically yet triumphantly!) practicing my Lenten discipline of yoga. And I will just share one very cool thing that I found out only through yoga after my trip. I did practice some yoga while I was in Guatemala, in the mornings, doing sun salutations to get rid of my stiff back and neck from working and riding around in a van all day. I had to channel my ujjayi breathing when riding in said van, because I have a teensy claustrophobia issue and there were many people packed in the van. I practiced being present, and breathing through uncomfortable situations, of which there were some, and as I asked Jesus to help me to be calm, I relaxed my physical self through the yoga practice.
When I came back home, I had to jump back into life as a pastor in one of the busiest two week spans of the church year, if not THE busiest. I was beyond tired, mentally and physically. I took some days off to just sit, when I had a free 20 minutes. But finally, I did my 45 minute yoga practice with Dave.
And what I found was a giant surprise. I rocked the balancing poses. I was super strong in the strength poses. I thought I would fall right over but it seems what I needed was a trip to Guatemala to balance everything out. Yes, I was not as flexible in the places where I carry stress, but to have balance and strength both be right there even after everything I was dealing with was enormously reassuring.
This morning, the same. Strong and balanced, but not terribly flexible. I will take this all into consideration as I move into Holy Week with all of its ups and downs, joys and anxieties.