Brought to tears

Into perspective

Worry pretends to be necessary but serves no useful purpose…Eckhart Tolle.

The other day I was struggling with something that was causing me worry, fear, frustration, anxiety, helplessness and even a touch of anger.  I just couldn’t seem to shake the thoughts this particular day.

Fast forward to 4:00 p.m.  I left work early to go visit my friend in rehab. She had fallen on the ice and shattered her ankle and leg.  The doctor had just informed her that it was not healing well and that the second surgery was postponed.  She was depressed.  I tried to encourage her, telling her to think positive and everything was going to be okay and that it was just going to take a little longer than planned.

Each time I go to visit her, I pass some of the same people in the hallway.  I smile and usually ask them how their day is going.  This day, I stopped and talked to a woman in a wheel chair not much older than myself.  She held out her hands as if she was holding something, and asked me if I knew why she had this boys heart in her hands.  I smiled and said no but it quickly became clear that she was probably suffering from dementia.

Than I approached a young gentleman that I had seen several time before, also in a wheel chair.  He looks to be in his 30’s and appears to have a birth defect that has left him unable to walk.  This day I stopped and asked his name.  He told me it was John and he extended his hand to greet me.  I asked him how he was doing and inquired about his stay in rehab.  He smiled and sheepishly told me he was there because of a sore on his buttocks that needed to be healed.  At that moment my brain was racing.  Oh my God, how does someone who can’t walk, confined to a wheel chair or bed 24/7 ever heal?  A little more small talk and I left.

As I walked to my car I was brought to tears and overwhelmed with a feeling of gratitude for all that I have.  I felt guilty for allowing my own situation to ruin my day.

I literally stopped walking in the middle of the parking lot, took a deep breath and said, “Thank you God” for putting it all into perspective for me.

Have a Flan-tastic day,

Donna Flanagin

Random me:  I teared up again while writing this. 

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Yoga update – the littlest thing

Early morning sunrise

For about 4 days now I have been able to touch the floor with all four finger tips by the 6th breath.  It may not sound like much, but it is forward progress.

Goal…..palms to the floor.

Have a Flan-tastic day,

Donna Flanagin

Random me:  I’m ready for spring.

Yoga Journey – Update

It’s no joke to me!

To put this into perspective, today is February 15, I started yoga just after Christmas 2012.

So when I started yoga I was not able to touch the floor on a forward bend. I take 6 breathes with each pose and I noticed that with every breath I was able to come closer and closer to the floor.

On about week 5 (on the 6th breath) my right finger touched the floor.  It may not sound like much but I was so happy. Proof that I was making progress.

Yesterday I was able to touch the floor before starting my 6 breaths.  Proud as a peacock.

Have a flan-tastic day,

Donna Flanagin

Random me:  I’m in the mood for……SPRING!