“You must not lose faith in humanity. Humanity is like an ocean; if a few drops of the ocean are dirty, the ocean does not become dirty.”
― Mahatma Gandhi ―
I’ve been writing and re-writing this entry over and over again. I usually post on Saturdays but I just haven’t been able to get the words out the way I want them to be.
I want to write about the bombing at the Boston Marathon and the events that have transpired since. So many people have written about it. The media has been in a constant frenzy. Dramatic accounts of the tragedy have been everywhere. Articles written on the heroic acts and generosity and heart of people involved have inspired us all.
I think the only thing I really want to say today is: let us always choose love.
In our daily lives. In the decisions we make. In the way we treat others. In the way we treat ourselves.
I practiced my yoga in the early morning one day after obsessively inundating my brain with media coverage on the bombings. I didn’t want to be there. But I knew I had to be. The entire first half of the class my mind kept screaming at me to get out of the room and go home. Roll up your mat. Go back to bed. This is too difficult. I could feel my emotional body trying to shut down. I just kept trying to encourage it to stay open. By the end of the class I was grateful for the yoga and glad I showed up on my mat. I didn’t get a lot accomplished in my physical body but I shed a few tears, released some pent up emotion, and set myself up to live my life that day.
It’s easy to stop living your life when things happen that you just don’t know how to deal with. The good news is people want to support you. Humanity is more kind than we realize and often give it credit for.
Runners from the marathon showed up at the studio and did their yoga. First responders came in after working long hours all week and did their yoga. People who were lost in their everyday lives found themselves again on their yoga mat.
Instructors who grappled with the events personally put their struggles aside and went into the yoga room and gave good energy. Taught people to take care of themselves. To have compassion for their struggle. To thank themselves for showing up. Healed themselves by helping others to heal.
Let us always choose love and remember the outpouring of support that happens in times of tragedy. Let us continue that compassion even as life starts to settle back into a normal routine. Let us see the good in our neighbors. Let us strive to create positive relationships in our lives.
Thank you, Boston, for being the city I call home. Thank you for choosing love.