26 Apr Hide and Seek
Today I played hide and seek with my nephew. He took a unique twist on the game which brought him into laugher and giggles each time, while allowing me to see the game from a brand new perspective. Each time I called, “ready or not, here I come”, I would begin looking for him. Since he chose the same hiding place (in the dark behind a closet door) each time, it wasn’t much of a challenge, so I would play along and look behind many doors and underneath furniture, before making my way to the closet door. It turns out, as I took my time “looking” for him, he was also “looking”. He continued to hide behind the same dark closet door, and each time I approached the closet door, he opened the door just before I could, and jumped out exclaiming, “I found myself!”, followed by the biggest smile and a barrel of laughter which was quite contagious.
While it would seem that he was getting the game wrong….I thought that I was supposed to “find” him?!?! I chose not to correct him with there rules of the game, but rather, I took on his perspective and continued to play, each time celebrating as he popped out of the closet door “I found myself!”
I’m beginning to think the game of hide and seek has it all wrong, and yet, it seems to feel so right. In our modern day world, it is easy for others to make the rules, “find” us and to define us. It’s also easy to get lost in the dark. Thank goodness for my little nephew who each time was able to come out of the dark and into the light with such joy and lightness.
Yoga is like a game of hide and seek, my nephew’s version. It allows us to go into the dark, to pause, and even count the time, the breaths, the silence, all the while, giving us time to find ourselves.
At the beginning of class, the centring before the practice is the call “ready or not, here I come” and at the end of each class, we honour each other with “Namaste” – “The light in me honours the light in you.” The practice that unfolds in the middle is the journey connects us to our heart’s qualities, callings, curiosities and callings. I’m curious what would happen at the end of Savasana if we jumped of our mat and exclaimed “I found myself!” followed by a big smile, a barrel of laughs, only to do it all over again next practice!