Ahimsa- Sanskrit for Nonviolence. I’ve already written about you once, Mr. Nonviolence. Why do you elude me so?
There is a shoe print about 6 feet up from the floor on my pale bedroom walls. I put it there. Not on accident either. I ment it. And that is the problem.
It isn’t there because I was doing a head stand. I can do those without a wall now. Yippie! (I had a very very flexible and strong night last week, it was like a breakthrough.)
It was because I killed a damned spider. I smashed it with my shoe. I thought for a moment, “You shouldn’t kill that spider, Kelly.” And then I bent over and took one of my sneakers off of the carpeted floor and smashed it hard into the spider. It didn’t even seem dead enough, so I hit it one more time for good measure. I wouldn’t want to leave it in pain, would I?
I didn’t kill a spider earlier today because of Ahimsa, but this was too much. They say people even eat spiders in their sleep. And I have certainly had one wake me up from sleep by crawling on my face. I was not having that happen again. Eeew.
I guess I will get a hang of this Ahimsa eventually or at least the spiders that reside in my house hope so.
P.S. It was a very busy weekend with Christmas parties and Hobbit movies and now I have the “flu” (I don’t really know what I have, but it sucks). So no yoga for me this week since last Thursday. Ehhhh. There goes my break through (I hope not). I guess it is better to know I need rest and listen to my body. That is the more yogi thing to do.