One thing I learned about myself when sitting down to write this blog is, I have a lot of favorite things. Sunny days on the beach. Spending time with family and friends. Sleeping in on a rainy Sunday. Salted caramel gelato! How am I to choose just three?
But then I started thinking about what defines my life beyond family and food and writing. What are three things that bring me joy, that I can’t imagine my life without? When I looked at it that way, the list suddenly got a lot shorter. Here they are, my three favorite things, in no specific order.
If you follow me on social media, you know I’m a little obsessed with all things Dutch. Not just because my husband was born in Holland and half my family lives there. Not just because strolling Amsterdam’s streets and canals feels like walking through a postcard. Not just because of the food and the shopping and the flowers and the museums, all of which are world class. Because of all those things and more.
I moved to Amsterdam a zillion years ago, when I was young and in love and life was an adventure, before there were babies and mortgages and sixty-hour workweeks. Maybe it’s nostalgia for that easier time, but that sense of freedom is what sticks with me the most when I think of that place, the feeling that everything and anything is possible there. You want to play your flute and pass out tulips on the street corner? Cool. Eat salted licorice and French fries with mayonnaise? Yum. Ride your bike naked through the rain? Um, you might be a little cold, but go for it. The Dutch are a little weird, a lot crazy, and always authentic, and even though we haven’t lived there for fourteen years, Amsterdam will always feel like home.
I’ve been practicing on and off now for almost a decade, and every time another fitness craze pulls me out of the studio (spinning, anyone?), I end up bored or worse, injured. Sooner or later, I always end up back on my mat.
I’ve never been one of those naturally flexible yoga bunnies who can hook her feet behind her head. In fact, my very first yoga teacher took one look at me (I’m 5’11”) and told me I was anatomically challenged. But like everything else in life, yoga is about hard work and dedication. It’s about showing up on your mat, even when you don’t feel like it. Now, all these years later I can twist myself into a pretzel with the best of them.
But strength and flexibility are not the only reasons why I practice. Ask any yogi, and they’ll tell you yoga is so much more than the physical. It’s also about the mental and the spiritual. The practice is a method of connecting the three, our bodies to our minds and souls. Yoga doesn’t just build my muscles, it balances my mind and restores my being in ways no other workout can, and it makes me a much better writer.
Maybe this goes back to my love affair with Holland, but I am a huge fan of EDM (electronic dance music), which got its start in the Netherlands back when I lived there. The Dutch DJs were everywhere then, and they still are. Tiësto, Armin van Buren, Afrojack, Fedde Le Grande, Sander van Doorn…the list goes on and on. I’ve seen them all, and multiple times. Yes, I’m double the age of the typical EDM fan, but I don’t care. Have glow stick, will rave.
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