Bad Days Don’t Last Forever…Neither Does Happiness

Read the next sentence carefully…very carefully…I am only going to write this once. I genuinely appreciated change today. Yes, it’s true. I, the great hater of change, was grateful for it today. Yesterday I was in a funk. It was a bad day. Today my mood shifted and I had a beautiful and uplifting day.

I teach two yoga classes every Saturday morning at a studio that I love. I look forward to Saturdays, even though I have to get up at 7:00AM. Going to work on Saturdays is one of the highlights of my week. I have a group of students I get the pleasure of teaching every week. For whatever reasons everyone was feeling especially open and receptive this morning. I witnessed my students physically push themselves, expand, and release in new ways. After each class they opened up to me verbally, sharing their personal stories, their struggles, their hopes, their goals, and why they choose to spend an hour of their Saturday mornings with me week after week. I left the studio feeling truly inspired.

I spent the early evening having a drink with friends. Friends who reminded me that I have been there for them during their highs and their lows and reassured me that they are there for me through the good and the bad. We shared some long, hard laughs despite the challenges we are all currently facing. I left my friends knowing that I am loved and supported, even if I forget it from time to time.

I got home and slipped into a hot bubble bath while listening to This American Life on NPR. This week’s show was about people who are their own worst enemies, people who sabotage themselves. As I contemplated the all the ways I manage to stand in my own way and prevent myself from truly accomplishing the things I want to do I saw a paw reach over the side of the tub. I quickly found myself enveloped in laughter once again, this time as I watched my cat hunt the bubbles in the bathtub. I may get in my own way and have bad days, but I also get to do what I love and share my life with genuinely amazing people. And I know how to have a good laugh.

About djunapassman

I teach yoga, write, and edit. I live in a Brooklyn neighborhood that is changing faster than I can, or care to, keep up with. Manhattan still beckons me to her island a few subways stops away, reminding me of when I lived amongst her daily hustle and bustle.
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