I love this photo. It was taken by a friend of mine this weekend in the Hamptons. The photo represents exactly how I was feeling in the moment, happy, open, and full of light.
I have read many quotes, magazine articles, and books on trusting the universe and staying open to the unknown. I have tried to practice this advice, however sometimes it works and other times it is much more difficult. I have noticed that if I am carefree about an issue and relaxed with what is, everything flows easily as these books and articles indicate. When I am happy, I am gifted with great experiences and surrounded by loving and supportive people. Why wouldn't I always have this mentality if that is the outcome? Why do I forget how great life can be when I allow it to be great? It's called being human.
I went to the Hamptons Yoga Festival in East Hampton, NY this weekend. It was my first visit to the area and hopefully the first of many more to come. I traveled up there with a few people involved with a new magazine called NY Yoga + Life. The weekend was filled with so much laughter and incredible yoga classes taught by Dana Flynn from Laughing Lotus and Sarah and Alan Finger from Ishta Yoga. The energy spread by these magical instructors and the calm created by their teachings, assisted in the tranquility of the weekend. For three days, each one of us were in sync, relaxed and happy to be there.
When I was initially asked to go a few months back, I said yes without hesitation. My personality is more of a thinker and less spontaneous in certain cases, especially when it is with people I do not know very well. For some reason, I felt at ease with these women when spending short spurts of time with them in the past. This was probably an indicator of what it would be like to go away with them and I subconsciously knew that. Without much thought I completely trusted that the experience would be special. I actually said to myself when hopping on the train to meet them, "This is going to be a great weekend." And it was! I think that is called MANIFESTING.
Occasionally when I have free time, I tend to overthink, especially about the future. However, this time I was extremely present the entire weekend, even when I was traveling home in traffic. Maybe it was the residual buzz of my weekend experience spent practicing yoga and laughing until I cried, or possibly it was the side effects of a few days gone right as the happier I was, the better it all unfolded. Either way, I felt very peaceful. All of the books I read and advice I receive echo's this same sentiment. When we are happy with how our lives are going, the universe (or whomever) sprinkles little gifts along the way to reward us with those thoughts. At least that is what I have experienced.
After 3 hours in the car, I made my way on to the train back home. In the midst of traffic and a tiny burst of exhaustion, I still felt great and smiled to myself as I looked out the window and reminisced about the past few days. As the train became a bit more crowded, a man sat next to me as there were very few seats remaining. Normally in these tight situations I keep to myself and avoid small talk. I began to talk to this person and initiated conversation with him, which is a bit out of character for me. After exchanging a few moments of small talk, it turned out he had a job opportunity in the same field I had been searching for work in. Call it synchronicity, call it meant to be, but whatever it was, for me it was a gift from the heavens.
I am not trying to be all "kumbaya" and "crunchy granola" with this post, but I do think it all means something. When things like this happen, I pay more attention to how I speak about myself or ways I respond to situations. This weekend proved to me that my thoughts and actions reflect the outcome of my life. When I am negative, more of those negative things are delivered to me on a silver platter, one frustrating tray after another. Who wants that? Not me!
It is so much easier to feel happy and peaceful in the moment, but why is it so difficult to maintain? As I said earlier in this post, it is called being human. We say, "it s called being human," in certain cases because as humans we make mistakes, fall off the wagon. and have roller coaster lives. Most of us acknowledge these things and try to work on ourselves. In my case, I took hold of how positive I felt this weekend and ran with it. It all felt very easy. Sometimes it is not easy and I know that, but I am aware of how fortunate I am with this life. I think that is a good step.
The Hamptons were so beautiful and I cannot wait to go back. I finally understand why so many New Yorker's sit in endless amounts of traffic every summer. I guess it is so they can find a little weekend of happiness, just like I did.