I am a planner. I like to have my calendar filled with activities, hikes and camping plans, dinner parties, cultural events, and retreats. I love my old fashioned paper calendar. I love scribbling in it, highlighting words, names, times. I love using different colored pens to denote my workouts. A big red heart next to a planned bike ride gives me great satisfaction.
There are no social events on my calendar, other than a few Zoom gatherings. Instead, my calendar is filled with teaching online yoga. Most of my yoga events have been postponed to next year. I am trying to figure out how to anticipate what comes next. For example, will there be a spike in COVID-19 cases come September and October 2020 as predicted by scientists and medical experts? My head hurts from trying to figure it out. My head hurts from arming myself with whatever information I can glean, from coming up against the same wall again and again. Each time, I come up empty of answers.
On the other hand, I am finding that I like this slower paced lifestyle. Every morning, I wake up early, shower, set up my yoga studio, teach my online classes. Then there’s breakfast and a few media tasks, followed by a quick walk around Green Lake, followed by chores. The days flow with less stress in my life than ever. No public transportation to navigate, no quick pick me up coffees (with a little scone to go with that lovely cup of coffee), no rushing from one end of town to another, no pressure to make plans with friends. No eating on the go. No more eating fast because I’m so darned hungry, I can’t slow down!! To my surprise, I like this slow-paced, quieter life. I enjoy eating dinner at an earlier time. I enjoy savoring the delicious slow cooked meals. This slowing down works better for my digestion. I have discovered just how much I love our condo and realize that before March, I hadn’t spent much time here. It’s a nice place for a quarantine. While many people talk about COVID-15, referring to the 15 lbs they have gained during this time, I am 10 lbs lighter. No more tight feeling when I wear my jeans.
Yesterday, we went over to West Seattle and did another social experiment under the new norms of socializing. It was wonderful to see Sal and Kathleen. They had set up tables in their back yard so we could sit more than 10 feet apart from each other. We brought our own lunch and water. When we weren’t eating, we wore our groovy masks. After lunch we took a 3 mile walk, keeping the 6 foot physical distancing between us. It was so nice to see our friends and I left feeling very happy. We CAN do this. It does take discipline to follow the rules, but we have to do this and we are!
All of the photos in this blog post are from our walk in West Seattle yesterday.
Fran, glad to hear you came over to my part of Seattle. West Seattle was my retirement move and I found community here. I live actress from the water and walk along the shore most days. Your perspective on slowing down and seeing things in a new way expressed how I have been feeling. Love the share.
Offering a Essential Oil for Immune Support today, Monday, May 18 at 2pm. Pass this on. Go to BendnMove.com to register. I am one research paper away from being certified as an Aromatherapist!! Feels good. It so intwines with my yoga teaching.
Be well, thanks for your blog,
Milo🙏🏻
Congratulations on your soon to be certification as an Aromatherapist! And I am happy to pass the information on. The offering is for today! I hope you get a lot of interest. Keep doing your wonderful work, Milo. Namaste, Fran
Your photos and blog are so inspirational, Fran! Always eager to view your “Yoga by Fran Gallo”, I love your uplifting messages and exquisite photography!
Thanks for sharing such beauty with your “non-Yogi” people!
Thank you, Linda! I think this strange time allows me to appreciate spring and bird song like never before. As I photographed the poppies, I kept wondering if perhaps the poppies were more intensely red this year? I am sure it is just so from my fresh perspective. But the intense beauty comes through in the photographs, so I am sometimes still left wondering. Always wonderful to hear from you, Linda! -Fran