Yesterday in yoga my teacher switched it up at bit. There wasn't much time for "relaxation" poses - in fact we didn't even stay in a downward dog for more than 2 breaths. This isn't what I was expecting. I also didn't expect to not do a full back-bend series or inversion series. I was surprised when class abruptly ended. Surprised enough that I struggled in savasana. I couldn't focus. I was just so irked by the change. It wasn't a change that was expected.
Which led me to start thinking about life. How life doesn't make any damn sense. Relationships, friendships, decisions, work, PEOPLE - there are so many times that NONE OF THESE MAKE ANY DAMN SENSE. My older sister expresses to me fairly often (aka daily) that life doesn't make sense, I can't plan my life, I can't force life or other people, I can't control everything and everyone, and it is okay to not have everything figured out. But, is it for me? Is it for others?
Doesn't everyone want to have it all figured out? How do people not know how they truly feel about others or situations? I think we all know how we feel - it's a matter of admitting to ourselves how we feel.
So often we spend our days thinking about "what if's" or daydreaming or planning. How is this effective? It isn't. And even if we know this and tell ourselves this, we still find ourselves feeling it is effective even though we KNOW it isn't. There is a distinct difference between knowing and feeling - and ultimately what you end up doing.
What's the real way to go through life? Force things to happen and then you're happy? Or, you're happy and then the good things happen?
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