Trying to go With the Flow

It dawned on me this evening that tomorrow will be my last full day in this apartment and in this neighborhood. My first thought was, “I’m not ready.” I have been in this apartment and this neighborhood for three years, long enough to settle in, long enough to witness changes (good and bad), long enough for the local bagel and pizza shop guys to know me and what I order.

My huge change parallels a huge change that just happened at the yoga studio where I work. Tonight I started teaching a new class. A beloved Pilates teacher has left after many years and I am now teaching a candle light yoga class in the time slot she taught a kick ass Pilates class. Many of the regular Pilates students came, they know me and have taken my other classes before, they were willing to give it the old college try. And yet, I could sense they were longing for some ab burning exercises instead of another breath in child’s pose or downward dog. Change is hard. Losing someone you have grown attached to is hard. It takes time to adjust to these things.

“Change is not a process for the impatient.” ~ Barbara Reinhold


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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