I think I’ve mentioned before how I sometimes go into little worry cycles and luckily yoga really does help me stay calm but today I went to a most fabulous session of yoga nidra. I had not tried this before and it was bliss. If only I could take a class like that every day.
I’m reveling in those peaceful feelings and am going to just lounge around with some books this evening but I thought I’d leave you with a poem (I haven’t posted anything about poetry in long time – shame, shame). I think it’s a perfect poem for those of us who may have a bit too much on our mind. Read it and smile.
Last night, while I lay thinking here,
some Whatifs crawled inside my ear
and pranced and partied all night long
and sang their same old Whatif song:
Whatif I’m dumb in school?
Whatif they’ve closed the swimming pool?
Whatif I get beat up?
Whatif there’s poison in my cup?
Whatif I start to cry?
Whatif I get sick and die?
Whatif I flunk that test?
Whatif green hair grows on my chest?
Whatif nobody likes me?
Whatif a bolt of lightning strikes me?
Whatif I don’t grow taller?
Whatif my head starts getting smaller?
Whatif the fish won’t bite?
Whatif the wind tears up my kite?
Whatif they start a war?
Whatif my parents get divorced?
Whatif the bus is late?
Whatif my teeth don’t grow in straight?
Whatif I tear my pants?
Whatif I never learn to dance?
Everything seems well, and then
the nighttime Whatifs strike again!
Whatif by Shel Silverstein
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