Every Sunday morning the Lululemon store in Berkeley offers a complementary yoga class. After a long hiatus, this morning we found ourselves there bright and early.
We were so bright eyed and bushytailed in order to get a space. That's right, we were jockeying for position in yoga class. Pi Wen and I laughed at the irony afterwards. After all, yoga is about peace, mindfulness, and releasing the cares of the world. And here we were making sure to leave the house early enough to claim our turf.
But hey--my sense is that most people who attend Sunday morning yoga at Lululemon are Type A strivers of some sort. This behavior comes with the territory. It's not an easy thing to change oneself.
Not that we shouldn't try. As the instructor moved us through the various poses, she quoted Rumi: "Yesterday I was clever, so I wanted to change the world. Today I am wise, so I am changing myself." I chuckled appreciatively. This is an insight that never goes stale, but which I am much more receptive to than I used to be.
That's the good thing about getting older. As Mark Twain said (in a quote not recited today): "When I was a boy of 14, my father was so ignorant I could hardly stand to have the old man around. But when I got to be 21, I was astonished at how much the old man had learned in seven years." Awesome! Still! I first heard this when I was 14 years old (seriously). Surely one thing the old man learned during those crucial seven years was that the best way to go about changing the world is deciding to change yourself.