Sauca?

to pack up my things and leave work to go to yoga class, a co-worker stopped by my office to talk. She started by asking me how I was, but I knew that was just an introduction because it was evident she needed some comfort. It turned out that she had a bad fall off of her bicycle on her way to work late last week and had gotten beaten up something fierce by the way she fell. One of the things I most respect about my co-worker is that she is someone who always looks for the good in situations and in others. I found myself giving her permission to be sad and frustrated and angry, which she appreciated. Just because things could have been worse did not diminish that she was suffering. I think that is important for all of us to remember. When we have compassion for ourselves and allow ourselves to react, it is then we can also find the good for ourselves and have compassion for others.
I did not go to class last night. It was more important to listen to my friend. But I had a good yoga lesson by allowing my friend in and a good practice when I got home.
You wouldn’t know, from seeing Maitri enjoying the shade while the sun shines brightly on the curtain of beans and soon to come next wave of cherry tomatoes, what an extremely agitating work day I was having that started too early and was not as productive as I think would have been desirable.
Work day done, I prefer to remember the moments with Maitri and out in the garden.
