Sunday Reflection – Interviewing My Emotions
This morning discipline woke me at 3:45. By 4:00 I was already on my yoga mat—push-ups, stretches, meditation, breathing. At first, I tried to rush through the postures, but my body wouldn’t allow it. My body is speaking to me now, guiding me into places I never knew existed.
On the mat, I face my emotions. They knock on the door—self-pity, the past, the future, and finally, the present moment. I sit with them like interviews, choosing carefully who I allow in. The postures and the push-ups are the interviews, and my choice is always the present.
Soon I’ll reach 800, even 1,000 push-ups in the morning. Each one awakens my spine, stirs my kundalini, and fills me with a power greater than myself. The movements feel like Tai Chi now, breathing into tightness and releasing distress. It humbles me, grounds me, and opens me to gratitude.
Even my eating is changing. My body craves light food, water, meditation. Everywhere I go, I am meditating, praying. This is my job now: to rise, read, pray, meditate, and share. No matter how many times I’ve tried to change or chase pleasure, I always return to the yoga mat.
Sleeping outside, I still give thanks. Certain people support me, and I am grateful. And when I look at the sun rising, I bow in humility. The practice has taught me to prostrate, to see God in others, to let go of arrogance.
The sun shines on me this morning as I speak. I say thank you for another day, thank you for always showing up, thank you for life.
—Ade Olude | Yoruba Yogi
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