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June 14, 2002
A 4 Year Old Day
Today has been a 4 year old day. If you don't know what that means it means a rollercoaster of emotions and a struggle to have your individuality and power. We started the morning at swim lessons where The Son is just phenomenal and I'm not so biased, his instructor was just incredulous at his ability to pick up and do zippers. Then The Son's friend showed up and we went outside to play while we waited for said friend's brother's lesson to be over... The 4 year old has a desire to win, to be bigger, faster, longer, whatever "er" is the name of the game... a 4 year old must be "erer" you. So when they decided to do a foot race and The Son announced he'd say "Ready, Set, Go" only to take off on Set and leave his friend behind then proclaim loudly "I WON. I'M FASTER," his friend was understandly upset. Ap'd child that she is she told The Son that she wished for some time alone because she was sad. I watched them wrestle for control of the situation with The Son saying "No, I want you to play," and his friend saying "No, I want time alone." The Son followed, she went. Finally I decided that intervention had to happen because The Son was unable to listen to his friend's pleading for alone time. Talk about a disaster, I ended up with The Daughter in the sling, holding my 4 year old over her as he wriggled and screamed and kicked all the way to the car. *sigh* On the way home I dialed The Husband's cell phone, held it up and let him hear the chorus of screaming and said "Now, you know why I need to go to yoga!" (not that he's ever questioned it).
Finally home, the next crisis sets in.... that we weren't going to playgroup. We needed to you see. In 4 year old land, playgroup was an absolute must at that very moment so we through our beach stuff in the car, jumped on the freeway and I drove to the song "Faster mommy...faster mommy..our friends might be gone..faster mommy..faster." The beach. By Goddess, I love the beach but let me assure you it isn't all that much fun when you have a 1 year old like The Daughter. Let's just say that half the beach comes home with us and keeping up with her does require mommy to go faster. The playgroup crisis was averted however. Mommy scores 1 point today.
Yoga last night was fantastic. Thursday nights is the advanced class and I just love it. I love learning new series postures and I love finding postures that just send me to that spiritual realm inside myself. Last night we did bound lotus forward bend and it was awesome. I just forgot where I was and really was lost in my edge and inside myself. I've decided I should finish every practice with that posture...it was terrific. Thursdays are also special because Barton comes and plays his guitar for the practice. If you've never done a practice to live music, you really ought to try it. The difference is dramatic.
I have, however, discovered that I'm yoga prejudice. In talking with some friends today one of them said "All yoga can't be ashtanga," when I was saying how I hated this one class and didn't deem it yoga but glorified stretching (yes, said Chopra center class). I really like Hatha yoga and I've done synergy yoga but they never appealed to me like asthanga and I've never felt so at home with them both physically and spiritually like I do in an ashtanga practice. I know all types of yoga have benefits and they are all a path to the same place but I am personally prejudiced, I guess. Maybe I just haven't found the peace with slower paced yoga because I'm not there spiritually. Maybe I need to try it more.
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