Real Yoga Stories is our new series where I have guest bloggers share their stories of how yoga has impacted their life in some way…
The following post was written by one of my YogaXoga clients Alan Daigneault, an executive, a runner, a writer, a yogi and a great friend. Enjoy!
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When my father passed away recently after a long illness at a very late age (he was 89) I noticed my yoga practice was serving me in this most difficult time. When I received the call from my brother far away, I knew it was probably to tell me my father had passed away. Before I picked up the phone, I noticed my breath which at first was shallow and tight. I stopped and took a deep inhale, filling my belly, then up to my ribs and chest, and then exhaled long and slow. I picked up the phone and learned what I had expected. I was calm as I heard my brother’s voice shaking, emotion welling up in me as he shared what no child wants to share, and no child wants to hear: “Dad just passed away.” I said, “Ok….” and I sighed, then kept silent, leaving that moment completely alone.
In practicing yoga, I have learned how there is no forcing your body, or life. It is wasted energy and usually results in more pain. Trying too hard can set you back and distract you from the present. Now was the time I needed to accept with grace the end of a parent who meant so much to my life. In a blessed irony, I was calm in a very difficult time, which is one of the characteristics I remember about my Dad when I was growing up. Not that he did not get upset or very angry sometimes; he did. But on many other occasions I noticed that when a big crisis hit one of his sons, he met the circumstance with a calm and almost quiet voice. At a time earlier in my own adult life, when I was sharing with him some very bad news on goings on in my own family, and sensing how sad and heartbroken I was after having tried so hard and for so long only to fail, he said very little: “Al, you sure gave it your best shot.” It was just the right thing to say in the moment…affirming, compassionate, and loving.
The week I spent with my own family during the memorial services, everything unfolded with a degree of acceptance and peace I was grateful for. Every part of the trip across the country to my hometown and while I was there offered regular opportunities to take notice of the wonderful memories of the years I had with my father. All of this because, in my own life journey, I have been granted an opportunity through yoga to appreciate more deeply, breathe more fully, and feel gratitude even in the hardest times. Still, after I returned from my trip to say “safe journey” to my father, emotions still rise in me that seem impossible to hold. But I let it rise and fall with my breath and feel as fully as possible all that is inside.
My yoga practice, with still so much to learn in the years to come, teaches me daily the gift of taking small steps, meeting resistance with gentleness, saying little and instead focusing the heart and mind on what is right here in front of me and doing what I can…as best I can. That is what the poses are all about, and that is all there is in most any situation life throws at us. Whenever I work on the yoga mat, I reconnect with this basic principle and it regenerates my awareness right into the activities of each day. At work, at play, in relationships, and when walking or running on the trails near where I live, breathing into the present moment and trying to keep my heart open allows peace to settle in where frustration and pain want to take hold.
Yoga has not made life easier or prevented hardships. Life, of course, continues to offer difficulties as it will always do. But with the emotional grounding and physical health yoga has given me thus far, I feel only hope and thankfulness for being able to appreciate all that is good, even amidst great challenges. I know I am not there yet…and never will be “there.” And that is one of the great lessons yoga teaches. While there may be a start to one’s yoga practice, there is no end to the learning and growth that can be achieved over time. To this I recommit myself each and every time I find myself on the yoga mat, and every other moment I choose to notice what life is offering me now, during each and every breath.