Friday 3 March 2017

My Yoga Teacher is 80 years old ... and all the possibilities life has to offer


I went to Yoga class today and it has been a while since I've been so I chose an easier class - Gentle Yoga  - to get back into it. Can I tell you it wasn't as gentle as it sounds? Can I also tell you my yoga teacher is 80 years old with a metal hip? She looks closer to 65/70 but she mentioned that she is 80. I just love it. I know what I'm going to be when I grow up. I'll be her just coz who would have thought at 80 to be a yoga teacher.

When you are younger, they tell you you are too young for things you want to do, and when you are older, they tell you you are too old to be able to do anything. It's never the right time for anything really if you think about it. Hang gliding one day I think ....

I wasn't sure what I was going to write about. I think my last post was just over a month ago, for Chinese New Year. Since then, settling in in California has brought (more) paperwork, (more) soul searching, (less) thinking and (more) doing, Because food (read: Chinese) isn't as good as London, well some foods anyway, I've been cooking up a storm. I made chilli sauce for the first time, and that was interesting! I don't know if anyone will say it's chilli or good but the husband is eating it! And hopefully some Singapore curry paste whatever that may hold! I am trying to think of endless possibilities rather than the negatives that you can find in every situation.

So, I haven't been on here much and people have asked 'Where's your next post?'. I've also read about how blog posts should mean something, not just be about rambling thoughts, so I thought each blog post I do should have some sort of a meaning or purpose, even if randomness is the point! You don't want me to be going on about how wonderful life is here in NorCal all the time (which it isn't by the way : torrential rains and landslides everywhere. Plus side: Water! We are out of a drought hurray! .... now for the next year ...)

So recently I signed up to DailyOm (don't ask). And if you haven't realised, I do have a penchant for the supernatural and clairvoyance, my lawyer side is so totally in denial. And I signed up to their daily horoscopes. They sent me my first daily horoscope, which truly isn't a horoscope (clever). It talked about the definition of success and how we defined success so I thought I'd share briefly. What's your definition of success? Is it by how much money we earn, or by the relationships we have? We could have tons of the former stuff, but how are we doing with the latter? Sure, we could have legal justice, but what about moral obligations? How are we with our friends and family?

So back to the yoga class. My 80 year old teacher was amazing, I'm definitely going back. I do have an affinity with the elderly. I like them very much, and I love their stories. Oh and my grandma back in Singapore turned 100 today woohoo! She is the jolliest most sanguine woman I know. Forgiving too. And she has had a tough life! That woman has a lot of calm in her! My wonderful neighbour back in London turned 90 last month as well. Her stories of war time in Wimbledon has made me see Wimbledon in a different light.

The elderly or the older folk should I say (elderly sound so droll - like they are different species!) have a lot to offer and their stories are great. I love the stories my grandmas told me about their childhood and what they played with, what kind of life they led. I don't know what it is that attracts me to them but it makes me feel calm and happy when I listen to them talk about their childhood. Their faces light up and their eyes glisten with a kind of faraway look of a different time. Memories maybe, of a bygone era only they know about and understand.

So leaving you with this? How do you measure success? Money? Property? Relationships? What's your pull towards? Is it enough to be surrounded by people you love and have great relationships with or is it about collecting more stuff?

Lots of love from (now) sunny California xoxo

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