I was driving on a glorious sunny summer day trying to beat the weekend traffic, zooming down the highway on my way to Wanderlust Festival in Whistler, BC. The excitement of volunteering at the yoga festival paired with a weekend holiday with my partner was overshadowed by the sudden realization that I forgot to pack my precious yoga mat. My mind kicked in at 100 miles per hour, “It’s okay. They might rent or have free yoga mats at the festival. All is well,” I told myself, trying to be nonchalant about how it is so stupid to go to the yoga festival without a mat.
Day 1: I happily start my first volunteer shift. The idea of belonging to something special makes me feel good. I try to enjoy every interaction and situation, but the constant reminder of no yoga mat keeps flying around like an annoying mosquito.
Day 2: Wake up late and start rushing through my day. While I’m still obsessing over the yoga mat, I don’t want to be late to my second volunteer shift, so I rush out of my hotel room and get lost on my way. To my surprise I encounter a bear on the road. It is my first time meeting a bear face to face. I freeze and abruptly stop. Everything stopped for a second, no thoughts, no worries. It was the most alive moment I could imagine. Every part of my body was vibrant and alert. Slowly and automatically I start walking backwards until the bear disappears on the horizon and then I started running in the opposite direction as fast as I could. I arrived late to my shift but had an awesome story to tell.
Day 4: Wake up super early to attend my Yin Yoga class. This type of yoga involves fewer postures with longer periods in each posture. I love it because I can truly be with myself and let the thoughts fly through. I arrived half an hour early and waited in line. I overheard someone making a comment of how the event was badly organized the day before because the class was overbooked and people were getting angry. I laughed inside because it is an irony that you are going to a yoga festival to relax and to explore the self and there you have angry, impatient yogis. One Yoga teacher beside me keeps commenting that “yoga teachers” should be allowed to attend the class first before anyone else gets a chance.
By the fourth day I had made peace with the idea that I don’t need a yoga mat to practice yoga. Letting go of issues originally perceived to control my life improves my relationship with others and myself. Working with the unexpected strengthens me as a spiritual being living a human life.
Keep it simple,