Attended a lecture by Eldar Shafir earlier this week. He talks about how some people were divided into two groups. Both group took the same IQ test. At the same time as taking the test they had to think about how to manage because something had just gone wrong with their car which would cost £x to repair. For group one £x was managable; for group two £x was rather more OMG. How people scored in the test depend on how well off they were. Well off and OMG bill – test fine. Less well off and OMG bill – test crash and burn. The outcome being that so much of the mental bandwith was occupied by the bill, that you make poor decisions.
But it’s not just about money. Prof Shafir also talks about how lack of time leads to poor decision making in a similar way. Basically our problem solving bandwith is not big, and something that worries us eats it up so we’re trying to manage our life with one brain cell. He talked about (particularly with regard to time) how the problem can be ameliorated by creating slack in your life. He puts time with self in his diary. When people ask if he’s free he says, ‘sorry I’m in a meeting’, because this is an acceptable reason. He just doesn’t mention that it’s a meeting with himself.
I reflected that yoga helps me access this feeling. Suddenly a few breaths can seem like a long, long time when you’re trying to hold some impossible pose and wondering if your teacher is ever going to say and now something else….. The day after the lecture I was sent this picture – yellow moment 18/363
Found on Merton Street, Oxford. For a collector of yellow moments, it doesn’t get much better than this. I’m rushing past to a meeting and almost don’t stop. Then I pause to take this. For once, I am completely in the moment. Yellow moment 17/363
As an Oxford based yogini collecting yoga moments could anything be more perfect? The doors from Merton Street to this part of Merton college unusually open for a delivery reveal three yellow pots of flowers. Yellow moment 16/363
A sunny morning and a beautiful big bee lands on my yellow gardening glove lying on my yellow tub. And all my pent up yellow screams for release. Yellow moment 15/363
“There is no reason to be peeved, irked, or vexed when there is dancing in the world.” – so true 🙂
BECKY SAYS THINGS
Oh, brave Listener. We’ve all had a bit of a rough time recently.
There are several reasons why we are all feeling a bit peeved, irked, and somewhat vexed:
1) It is February. February is an obnoxiously depressing month, it knows it, and it doesn’t care. February is insufferable.
2) We are still paying off our Christmas credit card bills. This is intolerable.
3) Our New Year’s resolution diet and exercise regimes have failed miserably and we are eating more doughnuts, peanut butter, and full fat milk than ever before to cope with the depression of February and Christmas credit card bills.
4) The couples amongst us have had a relationship-busting argument on Valentine’s Day, and the singletons amongst us have just been reminded that they are SINGLE and ALONE and destined to remain that way for the rest of their sorry lives.
5) There is nothing to look forward…
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You’ve a des res on the hill overlooking Sumner (Christchurch, New Zealand). Next, post earthquake, moment you don’t. It’s gone. Or suddenly being perched on a hill seems undesirably precarious. It’s a reminder that the moment is all we have. It’s a Hottentot Fig (thank you interweb). And my yellow moment 14/363 – which seem to have become about the moment at least as much as the yellow.
Today someone asked me “what is your yoga?” as I do the usual nearing the end of year, ‘what am I going to spend my time/money on next year yogawise?’ questioning.
Immediately flashes through my head … handstand, arm balances, core work (sit up city) and all alone alone alone self practice with class time devoted to sitting still and visualising the yoga and no moving.
“Scary” seems to be the one word answer then.
I’m hoping this is fear manifesting rather than the wise words of Custard. I fear a mixture.
I blather some other answer and then later struggle to wrestle my mind away from this question and onto the interview candidates in front of me.
Coming to a practice near me, apparently. Thanks to http://www.flickr.com/photos/formulapuff/6786228622/