Last week my sister and I attended our first ever “hot yoga” class. The room for this class was heated to 105 degrees and 40% humidity (the whole time). Before the class started the teacher gave us one instruction – try to stay in the room for the whole class. And let me tell you, that was a CHALLENGE! I found myself trying to do my normal yoga routine and sweat pouring off of me like I’d never seen. At one point, my heart was pounding, my head was spinning and I whispered to my sister, “I don’t think I’m going to make it”. She encouraged me to lay down because the floor was the coolest place. And I’m happy to say I made it through the class. In fact, by the end of it I felt like a warrior for surviving it.
I must say there is a lot about life right now that feels like a “hot yoga” class. Decisions flying at me so quickly I barely have time to consider them – what to keep, what to donate, what to store, what to take, what to throw away, what will we want two years from now, what to ask for for Christmas, what will we need in Ghana? I feel overwhelmed. There are days when my courage is up and I think to myself, “I can do this”. And other days, I doubt myself, discouragement overwhelms me and I want to run out of the room and a quiet voice says, “Stay, rest, you can do this”.
This has caused me to pause and consider the definition of courage. I have always considered this and bravery to be such positive words with a strong positive connontation. And they are! I realize I never before experienced the pain, discomfort, and distress that these words require. This is what I hope this journey so instills in my children and what I’m finding it is drawing out of me…
noun cour·age \ˈkər-ij, ˈkə-rij\
:mental or moral strength to venture, persevere, and withstand danger, fear, or difficulty