He Treats Me to a Feast; Notes from my Abundant Life
Time to do a new thing (some more) or Lessons from my downward facing dog…
Behold, I will do a new thing; now it shall spring forth; shall ye not know it? I will even make a way in the wilderness and rivers in the desert.
Apparently, I have a firm grasp of the obvious. I noticed that every morning, my big ol’ boxer puppy stretches, upon rising, into downward facing dog (hence the name, genius). Well, and it’s been a while, I finally made myself workout this morning, realizing how much better I feel when I do. Almost dreading it, ‘cause he gets in the way, I decided to do an hour of yoga. Generally, when I try to work out and the dog’s not asleep in the crate or playing outside, he gets in the way. Today, fresh on the heels of my commitment to do a new thing, I decided to do my yoga with, around, or in spite of Godzilla-dog (hey, that’s an endearment).
I laid out my mat, apparently an invitation for him to come and lay down. I took a deep breath, worked around him, or moved him, gingerly, as necessary, and completed a full work out. I feel better. I feel accomplished. More importantly, I let him be a mischievous and resting puppy on the floor while doing what I needed to do. He, independent of any input from me, found and played with several toys, doing nothing more than wanting to be close to me. I’m doing a new thing.
Clearly, I could’ve thrown a tantrum at the dog. I could’ve put him in the crate and listened to him howl and cry while I desperately sought my peace. I worked around him, actually worked with him, and found enjoyment at his weight on my leg or my back, appreciated the resistance of him as I gently pushed him left or right, and smiled deeply when at the end of my workout as I lay in Savasana (or the corpse… a pose of total relaxation http://www.yogabasics.com/supine-yoga-poses/corpse.html) and he nestled in beside me, as relaxed as was I. I had to offer a moment of thanksgiving at the ability to let go, not fight, and be rewarded. I’m doing a new thing.
So, my dog preached the sermon this morning. He issued a challenge, and I accepted, or rather, I didn’t fight. There is such a thing as yoga with the dog, and for me, it was another reminder from the Universe that it’s all alright. You don’t need to move the dog to get your calm on. If you are calm, the dog will be calm, and you will complete your assignment (or your workout). Stop fighting, because it’s simply not necessary. So, after only one day, I guess I really can do a new thing, and I am thankful for confirmation. Because confirmation, in this case, in simply further evidence that God is Good.