As the week winds down I ask — What’s the best thing I did this week?
While for me this question usually prompts a meandering inventory of minutiae, the last few weeks I’ve recalled an affirmative feeling, a tactile sensation before even mulling the question…
I volunteer teach a yoga class to the staff at my children’s primary school when the halls are quiet, day still waking. Prompted by a keen teacher who was kind and thoughtful to invite and organize a group of his colleagues, it feels an honor to be asked to share my skills. We meet weekly for The Friday Reset — well worn mats pulled from the lunch hall cupboard (“Looks like the kids were chewing on this one.”), lights flickering to life, soundtrack of birds singing their greetings… rarely a specific request aside from the occasional sore back or “everything please” (my favorite ask).
To be of service in ways I can — what a unique gift.
Further sweetened by my daughter’s attendance, accidental at first from a childcare flub… now raising the vibration in the front right corner, wiggling her way through down dog and forward folds, later wanting more practice with me in the corner of her bedroom. The opportunity for her to have a live lens in which to view mama beyond stacking dishwashers and wiping bottoms…
Gestures of presence, attention, care — offering is a cyclical motion.
After the last few stretches, three more deep breaths… We pause to feel the difference, so that this feeling can set the tone as we move into the real practice — the rest of the day. The feeling in that moment, that’s what I feel when I ask, What’s the best thing you did this week? I hope they feel it, too.
Offering myself
to others
offers me
to myself
service
medicine
ripples
of connection
Looks like balance
Feels like ease
Practice
What’s the best thing you did this week?
“Offering is a cyclical motion.” Perfect.