Repetition can be so tedious for a person like me who gets bored easily and likes to keep moving to the next exciting thing.
Fortunately for me, more than 40 years ago, I got on to yoga, or maybe it grabbed onto me, and we’ve been together through thick and thin ever since.
Things that one does over and over, practices kept up for a long time, and relationships lovingly fostered have an lasting effect on one’s character.
Think of all the music lessons that cultivate concert performers, spiritual disciplines that lead to bliss states, good parenting that creates good citizens – all making a case for stick-to-it-ness.
Last week I spent 4 days with my women’s group which meets mostly just once a year. We come from New South Wales, Canberra, Western Australia, South Australia and Victoria. The group has been meeting now for 12 years, but most of us have been friends for decades. We’ve seen some of our businesses come and go, relationships change, family additions and deaths, and our own journey of ageing and disease. One of our number died a number of years ago, and at this time there are 8 of us.
There’s been a generous outpouring of financial, emotional and spiritual support for any one of us who needed it.
Every time we meet we deepen our ties. It’s moving and inspiring the way our group has committed to friendship.
Here’s how seven of us girls looked yesterday morning at Morialta Falls at the foot of the Adelaide hills: