Birds of a Feather...
Last weekend, I took a yoga class with one of the best Dharma talks I've ever heard. It resonated with me so deeply, that I have to share it. It was a Saturday morning class led by Molly Williamson at the Pilates and Yoga Loft in Old Metairie. This woman radiates happiness, warmth, and light everywhere she goes. Her smile could melt your heart, and her class will leave you feeling empowered and bright. She spritzes the room with a lavender essential oil mist, and lights some incense before getting us seated for her inspirational talk. This particular class, she shares what she's learned about geese -- how flying in a "V" gives them up to 70% more speed than flying alone. How if one goose gets shot down, or injured while flying, two other geese from the flock will accompany it either till it is fully recovered or passes away. I had chills listening to this beautiful story because it immediately made me think of my life and all of the wonderful people that are in it.
I guess you could say that my family, friends, co-workers, and even clients serve as my "flock." I could be going through life and all of its challenges alone - caring for and raising a medically complex toddler, working while my husband is in law school and is getting ready to take the bar exam, preparing to move for the next three years - but I'm not. I'm not alone at all. I have a wonderful support group who has shown up for me in ways I'll never be able to fully thank them for. My husband will require a whole post for himself alone. He's been my rock, my love, my everything. My parents and in-laws have been a huge support,with finances, babysitting, running errands, and bringing us food. They are a constant source of emotional support, and unconditional love. My twin sister - although we live in separate states - has been a shoulder for me to lean on, and queen of listening to me vent about practically everything, even while dealing with so much on her own plate through medical school. That girl even hitched a ride from Arkansas to New Orleans after a flight cancellation -- through torrential rain -- to make it to the hospital when I went into early labor. #nuffsaid.
My group of girlfriends have been so supportive in their own ways as well. Some brought me food when I was recovering from my c-section. Some have brought me food after my son's surgeries. Some have fussed at medical staff to do a better job at keeping my son's stomach contents from draining all over me after his g-tube surgery. Some have watched me pump my breast milk out like a cow while I showed them pictures of my son in the NICU since I couldn't have too many visitors. Some have learned how to tube feed in order to help me out. Some have sent me hilarious Snap Chats and memes to lift my spirits when times were tough. I have my parents, sisters and brothers in law, friends and extended family in the country, and friends and extended family out of the country in various ongoing group texts where I constantly chat about life, vent about frustrations, and send thousands of pictures of my son, obviously.
My boss, co-workers, and clients at the studio have also been amazing. They've covered classes for me when my son had surgeries, listened to me talk about him non-stop, have rooted for him since before he was born, and even let me teach class with him on my hip. I'm so grateful for my work family.
I really do have an amazing flock. In fact, I feel like in some ways my flock is even more impressive than that of geese. When I'm down, not one, not two, but all of my flock follows me to provide love, food, support, and sometimes wine until I'm back on my feet.
Just like the geese who fly in a "V" to fly faster, going through life together with my flock makes it a heck of a lot easier. When we work together, and lift each other up, we can conquer anything.
To my flock, you know who you are, thank you. I love you.