Sigh

I park on the street. Apparently cars parked on the street are fair game for drunk drivers out for a joy ride on a Monday night.

One of the yoga sutras, vairagya, teaches non attachment. I certainly haven’t read all the sutras nor do I understand them (How can I practice non attachment when I’m so attached to yoga?) but I can grasp the concept of freeing yourself of material things.

In my world this doesn’t mean giving up material things but freeing myself of my dependence on and attachment to them. Today it meant not jumping to the conclusion that my life was over now that my car was dented. I simply called Geico, called the police, dropped some F bombs because it makes me feel better and moved on with my life.

It was definitely the least dramatic I’ve been about something like this in a long time. Thanks yoga.