This has been Canada’s theme for the Olympics. We even have a song about it:
There comes a moment when my heart must stand alone
On this lonely path I’ve chosen
like a house that’s not a home
sometimes when I feel I’ve had enough
and I feel like giving up
you willed me to be all I can be
now nothing can stop me
I believe in the power that comes
From a world brought together as one
I believe together well find
I believe in the power of you and I
I have admired the tenacity of the athletes; their focus and their determination. Their faith – in themselves, in what they are doing.
Now, I’m not an olympic athlete. Yet today in class I had faith – faith in the yoga, faith in myself. Today, for the first time in about a year, I got both feet around, all five toes visible, in eagle! Ah, it even seemed, dare I say it, easy. I have really been struggling with this posture, frustrated because it used to come easy to me. Today I did it without thinking, without anticipation, and actually without seeing myself in the mirror. So perhaps the pain of the last week, the working through it, has allowed my hips to open up again. The yoga working it’s magic.
Trust in the process. Do yoga. Believe.