A milk-can with a chain, attached to a trailer full of fresh pumpkins, makes me chuckle and somehow refreshes my heart as I drive to Yoga One in Cedarburg. I had the intention of stopping earlier in the week but only had a $20 bill for $10 worth of pumpkins. Milk cans are not particularly proficient at making change.
Kimberly is an amazing yoga teacher who delights classes each week with enthusiasm, encouragement, and healthy perspective to keep our focus on the mat and ensure we utilize the concepts of patience, tolerance, and persistence off the mat as well. (Life isn't always comfortable and neither is yoga!) She is also an experienced bee-keeper! I purchased this 2# jar of fresh honey that she and her young family harvest and produce each year from their Cedarburg back yard. Succulent and sweet...one of the BEST flavors I have ever tasted. I read that local honey improves immunity, decreases allergies, and even contributes to healthier sleep patterns. Today in class, during the close of practice, we were doing a seated, twisting pose that graduates into a bind. Kimberly instructed us to not be too concerned with the forward movement, as that will naturally occur, but rather to focus our energy on staying upright and avoiding the tendency to fall back. Yoga mirrors life....life will move forward, that is a given, time marches on. The trick is to allow the forward motion, to not resist it or become stuck, and most certainly to not fall back and regress in our practice. Kimberly is a blessing and as a fellow practitioner said this morning, "I just feel happy here."
Finally my parents surprised Trey with a special, Fed-Ex package from South Florida...addressed only to him...one guess to its contents...In tribute to his first over-the-fence home-run: A Box of Avocados! They were well-received and one was ripe for the perfect guacamole last night. Thanks folks!
Parents want to support their kids, they also don't want to gloat. The reason I share this first home-run with you is because it came at a cost. It represents moving forward, growing, and allowing life to happen, even when life hurts. Trey was cut at the end of the season, from his home-town "select" travel team. Three weeks later he hit this homerun. (He joined a neighboring fall-ball team in Richfield just to brush the dust off and get back on the horse...that's my cowboy!) His team was together 2 years with a record of 81-6. They are his closest friends. This past season he was #6 batting average, #4 RBI, and the fastest kid on the team. At try-outs he cracked the metal bat he hit it so hard!
I am grateful for coaches, and there are many, who protect, honor, and encourage the heart of a child; who build children up rather than tear them down. Trey's character has been tested and he responded not with anger (like his growling momma bear); he responded like yogi Kimberly suggested: Growing taller....Getting stronger....Not forcing the forward motion but allowing it to happen naturally. And naturally, that is what drove the ball over the fence.
Thank you for reading.