I think, Thanksgiving, is my favorite holiday. It gives me ample time to reflect for what I am grateful for in my life. I love it. It's about sharing food, experiences, life. No obligatory gifts. Just honest to goodness day of gratitude.
Of course, I wish I could be spending turkey day with my sisters. I have yet to meet the newest addition to the family. My dad is in Oregon and so I know it would be an ideal time to visit my sisters. Darn the retail job! Although, I somehow, managed to get today off. My day began with a yoga class. Initially, I had told my friends that I would skip that possibility as I think it is foolish to have studios open on a sacred holiday. My friend, Christina, raved about how excited this instructor at this one studio was to teach on Thanksgiving. I allow myself to be persuaded to to attend a class, knowing, that I had mixed feelings about it. I should have stayed with my intuition. My friend canceled due to too many glasses of wine last night. I forgive her that as I, too, have skipped yoga, hiking, running dates due to having too much fun the previous night.
At any rate, I walk into the studio and note that it isn't too full. There are two other studios that I frequent, regularly, and I knew that they would be stock full of healthy people trying to get their yoga fix for the day. I understand that desire. I just get claustrophobic when the classrooms are mat to mat. They say it works. It doesn't work for me. I always think i will get sprayed with someone else's sweat or kicked in the face while doing the full moon balance. It's uncomfortable and instead of leaving balanced/recentered, I leave angry, negative and annoyed.
So, the studio had promise. I sat my mat down and meditated. This classroom is hot and I let it overtake me. The instructor entered the room and we started the breathing exercises. At that point, I should have left. I knew, immediately, it was a bikram style class based on the breath sequence. I wanted a vinyasa flow class. Especially if I was attending a class on a holiday.
I stayed and it went from bad to worse. No music, lame postures and no chatarungas. I absolutely should have avoided going to yoga today. The sign of my friend skipping should have convinced me to go hike or choosing a different activity to greet the day. My stubbornness prohibited me from leaving and I suffered through it. The instructor made it worse by coming over and saying--what is your name again? I just wanted to be left alone. It was awful.
I am meeting friends later for thanksgiving. For the time being, I am going to relax/reflect on my life. It is wonderful--the people in it, the food I eat/encounter and of course, the travel. I see a trip to Santa Fe in the works. I want to return to Ojo Caliente, check out some other restaurants and meditate on my life. I do enjoy the beauty of that city. A true oasis for me.
Til then, I will enjoy the day. I hope you enjoy yours, too. Celebrate, Enjoy & Taste Life~