My day had started out challenging. My car had broken down the day before and was in the shop, this was the vehicle my children were taking on a road trip to Florida in a few days and I needed it to be in working order. Luckily I have a second vehicle so there were no transportation issues.
I felt overwhelmed with everything I had on my plate and decided that I would go to the gym for the morning yoga class. I needed to get out of the house and refresh my energy. I started cleaning the kitchen and lost track of time. When I looked at the clock it was 15 minutes before class started. It took twenty minutes to get there. I quickly changed grabbed my yoga mat and slipped on my sandals. I didn’t need my workout shoes for yoga. I figured I might me able to shave a few minutes off during the drive. I was off.
The road to the gym was a single country back road in Tennessee. The trees towered along the sides, shading the area and bringing in the beauty of nature. On a normal day I would have slowly driven this road admiring the beauty. Today I was a woman on a mission trying to get to my destination.
I went under the overpass and whipped around the curve to find a line of cars following a trucking rig carrying huge tree logs. As it meandered around the curves the line of traffic behind it increased. I could feel my anxiety rise in the pit of my stomach, it was getting later by the minute. Maybe I could pass when I got to the highway turn of just a few miles ahead. The road would split into a two lane for a bit before merging again.
As I approached the turn off I looked at the clock. I would now be 15 minutes late for a 40 min class and since I didn’t have my workout shoes there was nothing I could do. I made a last minute decision and turned onto the interstate heading toward the city. I had to pay my jet-ski registration and had been craving the vegetarian crape at my favorite little restaurant.
Ten minutes later I was seated at the table in this quaint French market. The atmosphere took me to Paris. The energy of the music soothed my now quiet mind.
I watched as family and friends gathered at tables enjoying each other. My food arrived. Two crapes one vegetarian; avocado, tomato, artichoke hearts, and feta cheese on a buckwheat crape. The other a strawberry and whipped cream.
I took a bite of the strawberry one. I savored the fresh ripe strawberry; it was good for my body. Then I took a scoop of the whipped cream on top, it was good for my soul. I smiled as I counted the blessings in my life. I would go to the afternoon yoga class. . At that moment I was grateful for the ability to make another choice.