Show Up Anyway

The first time you show up to the mat, you have no idea what you're stepping into. You think you're there to stretch. You are not there to stretch. You are stepping into a process that will crack open the field of your mind so you can finally look inside it, which, depending on what's in there, may or may not be a good time.

This isn't fast. It doesn't come in five sessions or ten or even twenty, no matter how good the leggings are. It depends on your karmic activity, on whatever you're doing, whatever you're causing, whatever is repeating back to you in your life. It depends on your anxiety levels, your dedication, your other studies, how devoted you are to the breath, and probably how many tabs you have open in your brain at any given time. But the first time you step on the mat is a sacred moment. You'll look back on it in ten years and be grateful you made it the most important thing you did. So here's the most important thing I can tell you. Show up. If you can, you must. The mat is not going to come find you.

The purpose of going to an actual yoga class, as opposed to doing five poses in your living room while your phone buzzes next to you, is instruction. It's having someone push you a little harder than you'd push yourself lying on your mat by the side of your bed, scrolling, telling yourself this counts. For some people, being gently pushed does not feel comfortable. Too bad. I'd be hard pressed to find any system, any martial art, any pursuit like learning tennis or learning piano, where the teacher doesn't have to push the student a little harder, to help them hear something they're maybe not hearing. That's how we grow. It is up to the student to adapt to the system, not the other way around. We don't soften the lesson because someone's having a feeling about it.

Now, if you're practicing yoga and your lower back starts complaining, take a break. Pull back. That's not weakness, that's wisdom. But that doesn't mean we become afraid of a forward fold for the rest of our lives, unless there's an actual injury that needs real treatment. Muscle strain is not really an injury, dramatic as it feels in the moment. It could be tissue damage. It could be the muscle tightening up to protect itself. It could be poor mechanics, or weak muscles surrounding the muscle doing all the complaining. Sometimes the strained muscle is just covering for its lazier neighbors, and the answer is rest. We also have to build some tolerance for discomfort, because minor injuries don't heal by avoiding life entirely. This is why we have teachers, to know when to push and when to back off. Tell your teacher about any injuries so they don't send you face first into a deep backbend. But the rule of thumb stands, if you can do a posture, you must.

In time, on the mat, we learn to control the body through breath and mental relaxation, by quieting the noise and the inner argument constantly happening in our head. And there will be distractions. Plenty of them. The teacher might have an accent you can't quite place. The person next to you might fidget like they're auditioning for a percussion ensemble. I went to one class where the music had cursing lyrics, full volume, and I sat there trying to find inner peace while a bassline aggressively disagreed with my nervous system. We will all get distracted. The trick is, by the end of class, to land in a more relaxed state than when we walked in, even if it's only twenty percent better. We have to teach ourselves to find that relaxation through breath, through movement, through focus, not through ideal conditions, because ideal conditions are rare and mostly imaginary.

The real trick in life is learning to redirect the mind away from the negative loop that pulls us from our purpose, and bring ourselves back to the joy and gratitude available right now. That doesn't mean the work is over. Finding joy in this moment doesn't mean every future moment arrives gift wrapped. It's a daily practice, forever. That's why monks in the Himalayas are still meditating at eighty, still calling it practice, not graduation. There's no final advanced level. No certificate of completion. The mind is housed in the brain, and the brain is a machine built to think, so it's going to think, constantly, whether you invite it to or not. Without showing up, without learning to reset and clear the mind, we stay stuck in that turbulence indefinitely.

So show up. Make it the priority. The rest of your life will quietly reflect how seriously you took this.

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