We woke up this morning to Tahitian drums literally right outside our window. Elisa stretched her legs up to shake them out, like usual, but this time it was as if she woke up right on cue to the music.
What a way to start the day!
A hula dance party immediately ensued, which thankfully (for your sake) was not captured on the iphone.
The cool-down was a little Indo Board action that I made Elisa film. Although I’m a little rusty, it was a perfect metaphor for today’s post on balance.
I’d been thinking about this idea of balance on Kauai and then again yesterday while we were out on a trail run. It comes up all the time, really.
In some ways it’s what we’re all seeking, but like a mirage we never get there, and all along we doubt if it’s even real.
Balance can be work/life/family or mental/emotional steadiness, which constantly ebs and flows. We should be comfortable with the rolling hills and work to avoid as best our control the dramatic peaks and steep valleys.
There is also balance within a relationship. Elisa and I switch roles all the time.
Yesterday, on the trail, I just couldn’t keep it together. It was muddy; I felt like I was wearing a pair of ballerina slippers. I slipped and slid all over the place, nearly sending myself over the cliff, or flat on my face, or both, several times. I kept thinking that I might as well have buttered up a treadmill and then asked people to throw shit on it as I ran.
I pouted and sulked half the run, begrudgingly following along.
Elisa would stop ahead every few minutes to check if I was still alive, spouting off motivational quotes to lift me out of my funk.
She’d say, “Do you remember what you told me the other day?”
And then I’d be half upset that she used one of my lines on me.
I was grateful though for her patience, and understanding. I needed to hear what she was dishing out, even if they were recycled lines.
It was my turn to dip low. I knew I was being ridiculous, but I couldn’t pull myself out of it.
It lasted all of a half hour, and soon I was laughing at myself, but Elisa had been a big help.
We’re not perfect by any means, but if ever I’m feeling low, I’m glad I have her on my team;)
I leave you with this: What part of balance in your life is working? In what ways can you take those lessons and apply them to every other area? No mirage necessary. Get there.
*And then I realized what all the drumming was for;)