A group of us are sitting on chairs in a circle with our eyes closed, hands draped on our laps. Eva walks in the room a few minutes after the class has started, being lead to her seat.
“Smile, you look so serious”, she says, breaking the silence.
All of us broke out into an explosion of laughter.
Eva, has dementia, she has no idea what this class is, which she attends religiously every week.
What she does observe is the silence and serious atmosphere.
Seriously, concentrating on our breath.
Seriously, following the teachers instructions, including her expressions.
Seriously, entering into a serious yoga regiment.
Eva continued on talking loudly about all a sundry during that yoga class.
She commented about our cat and cow pelvic movements, referring to our chairs as the ‘naughty chairs’.
She mooed and meowed during the sequence of stretches.
We looked at one another, for a moment and then joined Eva and started mooing, meowing and roaring like a lion.
Our raucous laughter filled the room and the corridors.
All my yoga preparation fell to the wayside, moving any way our bodies wished, stretching, wiggling our hips and laughing.
Seriously, this is not supposed to happen in yoga, is it?
Wrong! Yoga has no boundaries or rules. Most of all it does not need to be serious.
We are allowed to laugh, cry, dance, moan, moo, meow, roar and of course there is time for seriousness.
The class ended. Eva got up and kissed one of the ladies on the cheek. We all felt something had changed within us.
This change is that we all shared a special moment, where we felt free to be silly and childish, no one was judging us, we were just being us.
Find laugher in your life, surround yourself with others who laugh and most important do not take life so serious.
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