I’m a big picture person. I need to know where things are headed. When I make changes, I want them to be global. When I’m upset or feel discontent, I feel like the whole plan needs to be thrown out.
Now, that doesn’t always happen. But when I’m in the throes of a restless mind, that’s what I think will fix everything.
But today I went to yoga. And today, during downward dog, my teacher said to the class, “Pull in your lower belly.” I did it. And my posture instantly got more grounded. My hips lifted up, causing my legs to have to ground down more through my heels. My back readjusted so my entire body moved back. My arms dug in deep. I breathed in a huge breath, and felt it travel through the open pathway I had created. What was now a vast expanse of open highway had been clogged with rush hour traffic seconds before, and I didn’t even know it.
Small changes can have huge impacts. It is a lesson I learn constantly, and forget constantly. Small changes. My challenge to myself is to put this into action in the next few months of craziness. Instead of getting bogged down in the big picture, I want to value the little changes that lead to everything else falling into place.
Wish me luck!
