When I got home from teaching my yoga class on Monday night I rolled over on my ankle while putting my bike away. I heard a snap and hobbled into my apartment in pain where I laid on the couch with my foot high on piled pillows. My husband, Colin, got the ice pack for me and a couple of homeopathic remedies while I groaned through the throbbing pain.
I used a cane the next day to get to my Chair Yoga class at Bradgate Arms Retirement Residence (oh, the irony!). After class my student Georgina insisted on giving me a lesson on how to walk properly with a cane. At first she guided me, walking by my side arm-in-arm, then she told me to pace the floor a couple times while she watched and gave me extra pointers. And it helped! I felt much more supported and less tense in my shoulders after her lesson. My student became my teacher!
Those close to me know that I'm a stubbornly independent person with quick movements. Walking or biking slowly only happens with greater effort on my part. However, when I have no choice but to slow down, either due to an injury, walking with a child or senior, or during a walking meditation, it's as though life unfolds and presents itself differently. I notice more - my surroundings, the sounds and smells, my posture, my breath.
These days every time I move quickly and without awareness pain returns in my ankle, and I'm reminded to slow down and think ahead of my actions. I have to rethink some of my unconscious body holding patterns. I've noticed my weaker, uninjured leg is getting stronger from taking more of my weight. Who knows, maybe by the time my ankle heals I'll be able to hold Tree Pose longer on my right side?
Having a sprained ankle means asking for help when I wouldn't normally need it, which has never been easy for me as my husband can testify. However, this albeit reluctant, opportunity to receive gives him the joy of giving and feeling helpful, while stepping outside of his own distractions and worries.
Perhaps the obstacles we come across aren't there to block our way after all, but guide us to a different path, where everything isn't so automatic and subconscious. Change and the unexpected tend to lead to greater understanding. I'm learning new things about myself and my body every day with this sprained ankle. That being said, I'll likely enjoy my first brisk walk all the more!