A Lit Up Prompt
Downward Facing Distraction
April Prompt — Distraction
Yoga, in part, is supposed to relax your mind, help you focus, put you in the here and now. You want your monkey brain to relax and not be dreaming of the bagel you will eat after, the gluten-free everything with both cream and feta cheese and a smattering of walnuts, lightly toasted.
No, you don’t want to be so distracted by food, or that next cup of coffee, rich from beans provided by Red Rooster or Atlas, ground by your own hand, or rather your electric grinder, to perfection. That Old Crow Cuppa Joe can’t be beat.
But forget that: you have to do your high plank, and your wrists, plagued by arthritis in the thumb joints, are screaming, screaming:
“Where’s my CBD?”
Still, you persist, knowing that a certain calmness will arrive soon. That calmness, which is definitely internal, is matched by another wave, however. A yellowish-white wave:
A wagging tail, a gentle nudge to the back of your leg, a sign that someone wants you, needs you, and lest you think that this is not a distraction, he will wait for your corpse pose and then bend to your face and give you the most calming and distracting of loving licks to your nose, your forehead, your cheeks.
