Somebody named me woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning. Through my ongoing study of B.E.S.T., I am starting to understand how this wrong side of the bed stuff works: sometimes our alarm clock catches us right when we're in the middle of a negative conscious or sub-conscious pattern. I didn't want to wake up, my face was puffy with sleep and my right upper trapezius actually really hurt.
I meditated and made smoothies for me and one of my best friends. We went to one of our favorite yoga classes and then I taught my favorite private client. Normally Tuesday mornings are the best, but today I felt so grumpy.
During my last week of work in New York before I moved, I got a tension headache. I told my teacher that I thought it was because I wanted my last few classes there to be so so awesome, so that everyone would never forget me, and that maybe, I was trying too hard. She assured me that I most definitely was. "Just show up and be yourself," she said, "that's as awesome as it gets." Sometimes, she's so nice. But really, it's true. The most amazing thing we can do is show up, listen, and without over-managing, address the circumstances.
Last week, I showed up at my favorite private client's house and his back really really hurt. I had no agenda when I got there, I listened to his complaint, and came up with a very supported yoga practice that helped him to feel a lot better. He felt so much better that he emailed me again later that day and asked me to come back again in the next few days. Great news! Except, not. The next time I went to his house that week, I was on a mission. "I'm going to make his back feel so mind-blowingly good, it's crazy," I thought to myself the whole way there and the whole time during our session. He felt better, yes, but he didn't have the same glow of relief he'd had a few days before.
My weekend continued along those lines. I did more on my day off than on most work days. Yesterday, I woke up at 5, I ran six errands before my 10:30 client, finished all of my Spanish homework and got a 12 out of 10 on our weekly quiz. And woke up today with a huge pain in the neck. Folks, this is what I call over-efforting, and as of right now, I officially cut it out. I'm still going to get a lot done, and a 12 out of 10 on the Spanish quiz, but I'm going to relax while I do it. Thing is, I know for a fact everybody feels better if I just show up, listen and do my best.