And the Word was with God and the Word was God
I’ve been pondering the power of words lately. For yoga teacher training this month, we are to each lead the class in a back bend or a small flow that includes a back bend.
Doesn’t this look intimidating?
It does to me. I can’t do either of those yet. So how do I lead someone else through doing a back bend when I can’t do one?
The good news is that these are also yoga back bends.
And I can do these.
And what does this have to do with words?
Go back to the second sentence under the first set of pictures. I started to write “I can’t do that,” but then I remembered the power of the little word yet. I may not be able to do those first back bends, but some day I could, and yet keeps that door open.
If you’re like me, the words “back bend” haven’t brought up happy thoughts in a long time, but what comes to mind when I say open your heart toward the sky or claim your space or open your shoulders? Those sound softer but strong. They feel doable. Positive. Your body will wind up in a very similar position, but my guess is that by opening your heart you will find more of bend from a standing posture than if you simply thought, “I have to bend my back.”
Words have power; immense power. Our choice of words can add light and life to the world or it can bring darkness and death of spirit.
In the beginning was the Word and the Word was with God and the Word was God and then God gave that gift of words to us. Humans. You. Me. Words.
It’s mind-boggling when you sit and ponder the power of words. How words can mean the same thing but have completely different connotation around them. Bend your back or Open your heart toward the sky. Which would you rather do?
Today, I choose to open my heart and I choose to lead others to do the same.