Love, Yoga, and the Big Apple
I just returned from an overly hectic trip to Manhattan. 26 hours. Two flights in in two days. Delays and long security lines. I was going going so much, I even missed yoga with my favorite yoga teacher!
Still, I am always refreshed and invigorated when I get home from New York.
I used to live there and now I have a crazy love/hate/confused relationship with the city.
There are some things I just can’t wrap my head around:
- Why do people always say to get “on” line and not “in” line?
- Why does it always rain and you don’t have an umbrella? And WHY when you get an umbrella, does your umbrella ALWAYS go inside out when it is raining?
- Why do the delivery men on bikes think it is okay to go the wrong way, down a one-way street, when the light is red?
- Why does everyone seem so sad and grumpy as they walk down the street?
- Why, if you smile or are friendly, do people look at you like you are an alien at the worst, a really bad tourist at the best?
- Why can I not get comparable NYC coffee, bagels, or pizza ANYWHERE ELSE in the US!?!?!?
But, there are some things I do get. NYC reminds me a lot about love.
- Even though you are always crammed together, there is always one nice person. Someone who holds the door, offers you the seat on the subway, says go ahead and allows you to order coffee before him, etc.
- Resilience. New Yorkers do not give up!
- Walking. You get to walk to so many places in New York. See so many buildings, people, public art. Knowing a city by foot is such a different experience than knowing a city by car. You have a relationship with the city. You learn to love the soot, the grime, the speed walking, the construction.
- Art galore. Broadway. Museums. Musicians. Artists. Art, art, art, art, art!
- Compassion. Despite the limited interactions, despite the chaos and the NYC crazy, there is so much compassion in NYC. Helping hands aren’t as rare as you would think. (Unless you fall down the subway steps like I did once–and everybody raced on the train past me!) But the friends you make, the people you encounter at work, at yoga, at the gym. Sometimes they surprise you with an extra helping hand. An extra dose of compassion. A gentle shot of love.
Therefore, back in sunny Florida, I’ve decided to take my NYC lessons and apply them to my mat–and beyond. I am bringing my compassion to the community. I am going to be “that one nice person” in the crowd. I think I will find I’m not alone.
On Saturday June 1st, I am hosting and planning a Tampa Bay yoga LOVE FLOW to benefit One Fund Boston.
“June 1st?” I was asked. Will people still care about the Boston Marathon on JUNE FIRST?!? “It’s so far away.”
Yes, June 1st is a ways away. (It takes time to do things right.) But sometimes, sometimes, a little bit of separation is what is required. The need to support the running community. The need to support Boston. The need to support those injured and affected by the events of Patriot’s Day. Those needs don’t STOP when the media coverage ends. Our LOVE can’t STOP when the media frenzy dies down. Our love, our support, our assistance needs to GROW at those times.
And so, on June 1st, I will be having a two hour yoga love flow for Boston. There will also be a meditation for peace. Some live music. Perhaps, egads, even a little chanting! Details to come. Volunteers appreciated. Attendance kindly requested. If you’re interested in helping (those near or far away), please do send me an email at dailysouthernsunshine (at) gmail (dot) com.
Let’s show that love and compassion continues. Support continues. And the yoga community cares.
Saturday, June 1st, 2013.
Save the date. Thanks y’all.