by: Laura Mills
Last Wednesday morning as I drove home from an early appointment, I played one of my recently-purchased songs: “Kyrie,” by Mr. Mister (as many of my students have heard in my classes, I’m a shameless child of the 80s). I bopped my head, then added steering wheel drumming, and by the time I arrived at my garage door I was dancing as much as is safely possible in the drivers’ seat of a moving car.
Knowing that chores and another appointment awaited me in the afternoon, I hadn’t planned on practicing yoga when I got home. But I knew I couldn’t avoid yoga now; my body needed to move, and for some reason it needed to move to that song…almost like the song was stuck in my body the way songs sometimes get stuck in my head. I knew I wouldn’t be able to concentrate on anything else until I had done something about it. And so, in my limited time that afternoon—the duration of the song twice through—I took myself through a fast-moving combination of Warrior 1 and Warrior 2 variations, including lots of Vinyasas. I repeated the same sequence over and over to the beat of the music and my breath, and before I knew it I was in Child’s Pose feeling exhilarated.
What a great way to start my afternoon: remembering, among other things, to always keep my ears open for inspiration!