The earth moves under my feet.
Just paging through some old notes and came upon this one from several months ago...
One of my private yoga students lives close to where they have been building the 2nd Avenue subway line on the Upper East Side. There are numerous explosions daily. One long horn is followed by two- and then boom! The ground rumbles, and you feel the wave of the explosion, even from her 5th floor apartment. After the explosion, one more long horn. It's over.
I've practiced yoga in chaotic settings such as Times Square and on an inpatient psychiatric unit. Practicing in NYC alone is always an experience of finding peace and stillness among the turmoil and endless distractions.
But this experience feels a bit more poignant- I mean the earth is literally crumbling beneath us.
I know, yoga metaphors.... bear with me, please.
What an amazing gift to experience an internal sense of stability when everything around you is breaking. We simply can not control the fact that things change. What we count on today may not be true tomorrow. How are we to cope with that?
Attachement theory is a developmental psychology theory that postulates that having a "secure base" it what allows us to grow, explore and become whole, integrated human beings. Initially it's a parent, then a partner, but along the way, when it all works out right, it becomes internalized. We develop a sense of safety and connection, inside.
The yogis might argue that it was there all along- that it's a process of uncovering or allowing enough space, silence and awareness to see it.
The earth moves and our lives bring us situations that we never dreamed we'd have to endure.
Look inside. Connect. The unwavering secure base will be there.
One more long horn. It's over.
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