(Thursday thoughts from Nat)
I MUST start off by stating a ridiculously obvious and apparent fact of life… How freaking fantastic is the deliciously mouth watering smell of COFFEE in the morning?! I wish I didn’t have to put a question mark at the end of that sentence because I really feel like this is a statement, a fact, a given - absolutely no question marks needed. Like I bet even as you just read the words ‘smell’, ‘coffee’ and ‘morning’ you immediately connected with me. You thought yep, we’re on the same wave length, I feel ya! You probably even despise the question mark too, and secretly like the way I added the explanation mark after it. Am I right or am I right? Ok ok let’s get to the point of this blog post. Hmm, well, it all funnily enough started in my kitchen with this mornings deliciously mouth watering smell of coffee filling the room and flooding my senses…
We have one of those cool fancy pod machines, it’s pretty new to the household so forgive me for still being dazzled by them! Anyway we had a new flavour coffee pod to try this morning so I was already super excited. And then the coffee started extracting and it was all over from there, excitement overload, sense explosion. My boyfriend thinks I am ridiculous. Like every night I make him look up at the moon, really exaggerating its amazingness, almost forcing him to marvel at it as much as I do. It’s kinda the same with coffee. Anyway… So as I eventually sat myself down to drink this cup of deliciousness, I opened my laptop and pulled up a new post to read by a favourite teacher of mine. By cool coincidence it just so happened to match the exact experience I was having with my mouth watering coffee. Next minute I’m blogging. Yep coffee is an inspiration. Let me share the post with you written by one crazy creative intrinsic genius Miss Meghan Currie. The post didn’t have a name but I have decided to call it “The Table where the Rich People Sit”:
“When every part of every moment can be appreciated like every flavour in an interesting meal, or each smell in a city full of distinguished smells, or each emotion that floods our system. Then this to me, is what it is to be rich… To experience each part of every moment as a massage of unique sorts, all parts lending crazy unique notes, creating the tone of our experience at any given time, no two notes ever played the same way twice… To feel this in the body. To develop sensitivity and appreciation for all the notes, flavours and riches of this luxurious human experience.”
Go ahead, read it again if you’d like, I grant you total permission!
So as I read this over a few times (coffee in hand/senses in overload), it got me thinking of how our yoga practice is much like this ‘table where the rich people sit’. Our table or our platform where we awaken and start to draw our senses inwards, build sensitivity in the body and discover new flavours in every little corner. Where we explore familiar flavours and become intrigued by new ones. Whether intense, subtle, spicy, sweet or down right disgusting we simply learn to feel them for what they are, connect with all the notes, simply embrace any given flavour as being another fascinating flavour of life. As we move on our mats through challenging poses, dynamic transitions and subtle moments of stillness and silence. As we soak up every pose, every breath, every moment of practice, we are simply building the foundations of inner awareness and sensitivity so that we can go out into the world and appreciate all the flavours. So that we can become captivated by all the riches of this luxurious human experience.
Just like the smell of coffee in the morning, or a freshly baked apple pie, or a bowl of fresh seasonal fruits. Just like a jaw dropping sunset, or a postcard view of the coastline. Just like we become excited and drawn towards outer experiences and sensations, soaking up the beauty of life around us, our inner experience can be just as captivating, just as beautiful. Like a buffet of the most delicate and creative flavours, our inner experiences are waiting to be tasted, to be absorbed, to be fully digested and wholeheartedly appreciated.
Connected to breathe, grounded on two feet, flowing from challenge to stillness. Creating space in every tiny corner of the body. Embracing each pose as a new flavour, each feeling as a new note, each moment as pure magic. The practice simply allows us to connect to our inner dinner party. And this ain’t no ordinary dinner party. We ain’t dealing with no average joe flavours here. Think back to the smell of coffee in the morning, we’re talking a jaw dropping, mouth watering, sense overload, fantastic, fabulous, flavoursome life that is waiting to be lived! We are learning to actually experience life as we live it.
So welcome my fabulous friends, to the table where the rich people sit. Pull up a seat (or roll out a mat). Take ownership of that seat. Smell, taste and feel all the flavours. Appreciate all the notes. Captivate yourself by all the riches of this luxurious and fascinating human experience.
Gratitude for Miss Meghan Currie, my Mum (for gifting me my pod machine), and my delicious mouth watering coffee for this mornings inspiration.