YOGA! Hurrah!!!
We went to yoga… could you believe it?! We actually pushed through!!! Isn’t it amazing?! I heard no excuses… no alibis… nothing. Not-a-thing. I was so amazed.
So we went to this little yoga center hidden away in the middle of the city. They teach Ananda Marga yoga. You can check out their website: www.yogaincebu.com and apparently, they’ve been around for quite some time now. They hold 8 sessions for beginners held twice a week: Tuesdays and Thursdays. We get a certificate when we’re done… (uhm, what it’s for… its benefits… I really don’t know.) but what I forgot to ask was what happens if I still want to stay at the beginner level? Do I pay again for another 8 sessions of beginners yoga?
The good thing is if we decide to advance to the intermediate yoga classes, once we’re done with it, we can join the classes for free… all we have to do is donate a little for the food and the use of the facilities. Not bad huh? Though the facilities were less than appealing. It’s definitely not commercial yoga since the class was half asanas and half meditation.
I’m grateful for the meditation part. My husband and I were both able to point out where we are in our own lives because of it. What happens when you quiet your mind? What comes to mind when you shut everything else out? What can you learn from it? Just being aware of what we try not to think of on a normal day gives us power over our thoughts. At least that’s how I treat it. How can you have power over something you don’t know exists? Since I’m now aware that I have certain insecurities with some of the things that I’ve done recently, I can deal with it right? Instead of pushing my insecurities in the back of my mind and let it fester and brood… forgotten but so active… a dangerous combination. Before it gets out of hand, I’m aware… I can acknowledge its presence… I can deal with it. Wonderful.
I’m happy that we were able to go and I didn’t hear much complaints from my husband. He actually generally enjoyed the session and we’re going back tomorrow. Yes. Tomorrow. Can you believe it? After a year… my life partner and best friend finally fulfilled his promise. In his own time. I’m so happy.
We didn’t really know where we were going but getting away from the city brought out the adventurous spirit in both of us. All we knew was that we had to drive all the way to the northen tip of Cebu and from there we ride a boat to Bantayan. Nine municipalities/cities and a 3 – 4 hour drive before us. The farthest we’ve ever been in the north was Compostella. That’s only about a 45 minute drive away. But the sun was shining… we were in high spirits and was in the mood for a road trip. We were so excited by the mere idea that we were going to be over a hundred kilometers away from the city… away from our offices… away from the stress. It was going to be just the two of us but we didn’t really mind. We love being with each other even through the silence between us. It was always comfortable.
About halfway through our drive… it started to rain. It really worried me because I felt our vacation was under threat. Our once-in-a-blue-moon fantasy (well, that was what we could afford – time wise) vacation was under threat. For a while there I felt sad… and worried. Then I said it out loud: “Nevermind… who cares if it rains? Then we’ll just lock ourselves in the room and just hang out. As long as we’re not getting stressed out at work or worried that we’re simply a phone call away from work.” My husband agreed… my mind was at peace once again and I continued to enjoy the road trip. Rain or shine… nothing was going to jeopardize this trip. As I looked outside the window, I found myself silently praying for the rain to stop.




