Life

Was talking to one of our yoga teachers the other day. About her plans for the future.  She recently received her degree - I think in teaching. Wants to be a teacher in the health sciences field. Anyway, her plans are to find a full-time job.  I told her I would be devastated if she quit teaching yoga for us at the senior center. 

What she said next has stuck with me.  She said, she doesn't really want to quit at the center and the other places (there are several) that she teaches (yoga, zumba, etc.).   "I like my life." was her comment.

What a blessing that is to be in a position where you like your life.  I guess that is that sometimes elusive state of contentment.  And since that day, I've wondered a lot if I like my life.  There are things I love about my life.  And some things that are not quite what I'd prefer.  And I suppose that's the good part - if there are things that are lacking that gives us impetus to change, improve.

I feel like I'm in a state of flux right now - waiting for things to get all lined up for us to begin our new calling.  I really wonder if - when we were called - the words this is a service mission (or something like that, including the word mission) had been said if I'd been so quick to accept.  I still feel like I haven't figured out life without an employer yet.  We haven't had enough fun yet.  I'm not sure I want to march to someone else's schedule yet. I'm just not quite ready.  (Will I ever be?)

And still- I want to be someone ready and willing to serve Heavenly Father however and whenever He wants me to serve.  Hopefully somewhere along the line during this next two years I'll feel that this is what He wants for me.

And I'm not one to like big changes.  Oh, sure, sometimes I get a bit restless, not wanting to do what I need to do, or just wanting to do whatever the whim strikes. But overall, I'm good with routine.

So, today, I learned that what is suspected is true.  One of the other yoga teachers is expecting a baby in June. I somehow doubt she'll be coming back to teach yoga.  And I just lately began to feel more comfortable with yoga beyond the intellectual knowing that it's good for me.  It's felt good.  I don't watch the clock more. It's at a good time of day for me.  Sigh...not liking not knowing what's ahead for me there.

But I am grateful to have been there today - even though Tom was back and early enough that he stole "his" floor spot back and I had to go over where I can't see quite as well.  😔 And I guess I'll have to hope that it will all work out somehow that will still be pleasant enough for me to continue.

I'm so grateful for options.  For good things to choose from.