Around our house we are the manner Nazis. My husband even worse than I am, reminding the kids to say please and thank you, every time they happen to forget.
I am so grateful when they use their polite words in public, but I am even more grateful when they use them with each other and with their mom.
So we spend all this effort raising polite children, but do we fail to point out the depth those words create? Do we fail to help them see beyond the words?
Before I begin my ninety minute hot yoga, moving meditation I try to remember to choose a word as my focus for that day’s practice. A one word mantra for that yoga session.
A few days ago and again today I chose two words…Thank You.
When my mind would wander and lose that body/mind connection, I would say, Thank You to myself.
When I was upside down with sweat dripping up my nose and I was fantasizing about diving into the ocean to cool off, I would say, Thank You.
Whether I was in the middle of a pose with legs shaking, or resting peacefully on my back, practicing stillness, the words would not just come to my mind and form on my lips, but they would be written on my heart.
Thank You, for my mom taking my son this morning so I could be here, sweating on this mat, connecting with what matters.
Thank You, for the instructor forgetting to show up to teach, so another instructor who was there to practice could not only unlock the door and let us in, but step forward and lead us in an amazing, kick-my-butt class.
Then and maybe most importatnly, to myself, Thank You, for showing up. Thank You, for putting myself first this morning.
Thank You is not just a polite phrase to demonstrate good manners. These words show acknowledgemet and can create quiet movement, deep within.
When was the last time you thanked yourself for just showing up?
by J. G. McGlothern