What A Blackout Taught Me About Life.

Via on Jul 9, 2013

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Last night, after numerous tantrums due to electronic malfunctions and my general sense of overwhelm, the power went out.

Fuck you, Mercury RetrogradeI yelled at the top of my lungs.

My first reaction was panic; I freaked out that not only had I been soaked by a torrential downpour, but now, I couldn’t work.

I couldn’t work!!!!

The tantrums started all over again.

Here are five things I learned last night:

1. Sometimes, the universe is smarter then I am. Nature, through her wisdom, teaches us that we are not in control and that anything is possible.

2. Slowing down is not the worst thing I can do for my heart and my health.

3. I will not die without Facebook, elephant journal, Twitter and Instagram. In fact, chances are, I’ll live longer.

4. A bath is more romantic by candle light (well, I knew that one already—but there’s a certain peace in the air when the power is out).

5. There is magic in everything and sometimes I am so distracted by what I think is important, I miss what actually is important.

My tears dried and with a weary heart, I crawled into bed with my dog; warm body, beating heart.

This is what life is about.

This.

 

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About Bryonie Wise

Bryonie’s life is rooted in the belief that when we come from a place of love, anything is possible. When not teaching yoga or writing her heart to the bone, she can be found frolicking in the sunshine with her camera and her dog, Winston, living her yoga. Connect with her on Facebook, Twitter and Instagram.

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One Response to “What A Blackout Taught Me About Life.”

  1. Linda Lewis Linda V. Lewis says:

    Wonderful! After Hurricane Juan here in Halifax, the power was out for days–I think a week. so we went off the grid and onto the grill. No refrigeration. So friends who had food shared. I had just returned from the countryside, but had a full tank of gas. But couldn't go anywhere because of so many downed trees. But as a buddhist I had candles to give away to the whole neighborhood, and a hibachi with charcoal to cook. I also had gin and a neighbor had grapefruit juice so we made what we called "Huricane Juan" drinks. When the streets were finally cleared of trees I took a car load of folks to Crystal Crescent Beach. The water was turquoise and warm post-hurricane, even though the board walk was broken up and sea weed was strewn everywhere. So many folks were at the beach. No one could really work with power down, computers down, elevators not working–so everyone relaxed, shared, and we actually thanked Mother Nature for interrupting our workaholism!

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