Child's Pose
On my bed crouched low and butt high was as close as I could come to heaven.
I staggered into my first yoga class maybe 10 years ago overweight, out of shape and self-conscious. No way could I pull and contort and bounce and rise then gracefully Namaste with the best of them. I was in the back of the line struggling to do a single pose with equanimity.
No comparisons, only love.
Then my teacher called out for Child's Pose. Forehead to the ground. Knees curled under. Butt high in the air.
Bliss.
Winning the Lottery
Do you know the odds of winning a lottery of any kind? 1 in 1 million? Ha! The California Lottery Commission candidly tells us the odds of winning Powerball -- all 5 numbers -- is "1 in 172,223,510". Those are not great odds.
So, what does it mean to win the "parent lottery"? How do you play? What are the odds of winning? 1 in 300,000,000? 1 in 1 billion?
Don't we all get the parents we deserve?
Last week, I read about a little girl who neighbors say was once a happy child riding her bicycle in the courtyard of her apartment building. One day, the little girl's mother found a new boyfriend, and suddenly the little girl no longer rode her bike. She didn't even go outside anymore. Finally, someone thought to inquire about her, but when the police showed up at her door it was to find her young body stuffed in a suitcase and left to rot. The mother and her boyfriend did it.
She surely did not win the parent lottery. She probably wished she had never even played the game.
