This one’s for you, Melissa!
An Ode to New Yoga Pants
Tonight, it’s all about the difference between wanting what you have and having what you want. Why are those even two different things? Of course I should want these old ratty yoga pants! They’re mine! They’re comfortable! And before the crisp black color went stale in the millionth wash cycle, I wanted them very much. But things change, I guess, and we start to want new pants. We start to feel stuck in the pants we used to love. (Ummm… not literally. My pants still fit, folks. MMMkay?)
I know. This is how you learn patience. And endurance. And gratitude. All crucial things to practice. We have to BE them.
But at some point, in the middle of yet another heartbreak, another day that grinds you to specks, another week without that shiny new pair of pants, don’t you just want to throw your hands up and say “enough already?” Why is wanting what you want such a burden sometimes? What’s so wrong with being happy all the dang time?
I’m reminded of the last movie I saw before my sweet boy was born, Inside Out. One of my favorite things about this particular movie is that the character Sadness, who for most of the film acts as an extremely annoying burden to those around her, actually ends up being the one who leads her human back to Joy. Isn’t that how it works? Joy and Pain: two sides of the same coin. We never truly reach one without the other.
Okay. Yoga pants are a poor example. But there seems to always be something, someone, some circumstance we want that is just beyond our reach or just outside our idea of the perfect time (which, let’s be honest, is usually NOW). I’m learning it’s more important to ask the sadness or the pain of this unfulfilled desire, “What are you here to teach me?” I think I learned that from Oprah…
I had been pondering all of these things when I ran into a friend in transit at school. I don’t remember why, but I said to her jokingly, “Why can’t we just be happy and have what we want all the time? What’s so wrong with that?” She laughed and said she had just been discussing that very thing with someone else. She said maybe I should blog about it. I said I’d have to think of a song first (because… that’s the whole point of this anyway.)
This song was her suggestion. I just found a different version for her. We all want the magical thing dancing around in our brains, the new, the exciting. We get tired and uninspired in the same old places and in the same old pants. But we also find comfort and warmth where the sun has already been shining, so that when it gets dark again, we know how to be okay in that place. We remember to be patient.We remember why we loved these pants in the first place.
So, as with a pair of yoga pants, may she (and we all) find Joy through the Pain in the change from old to new.