Now let me be honest. My body has been pretty creaky and painful for quite a few years now. In my forties I discovered that arthritis in my hips could make getting up in the morning pretty tough. Looking like a 90 year old when I step out of bed became routine. That's when I started my morning routine. I started doing 5 minutes of yoga in the morning so I could get moving. I had never done this and I thought I didn't have the discipline. But 5 minutes is nothing...and I forced myself to do it every day. It didn't matter what I did - no judgment - just 5 minutes of yoga. Then 5 minutes turned into 15 minutes and that into 20 minutes. And it really helped me get moving again.
So why did the hurt heel bug me so much and what does it have to do with dancing at 5 am? Well the injury felt unpredictable - like it was out of my control. I couldn't come up with a solution to make it better. I just had to wait it out. And so my regular morning routine suddenly felt like a chore. It felt forced and unpleasant. And I started to feel old and uninspired. I was spending more time just curled up in child's pose than actually moving.
So yesterday morning I tried something new to get past my own pity party. Instead of doing my regular routine, my push ups and my sun salutes, and warrior twos, and my back bends... I turned on music (from my "I'm so Hip" collection) and stood there at 5am dancing gently to the beat, trying not to judge myself. I danced slowly and spazzily. I just felt the music in my bones and moved. I just let my fallible body guide me. Closed eyes... old lady dancing by candlelight at 5am before she goes to work....
And my heel is slowly healing. Just tuning in to my body and letting it guide me is not easy - but it is important. Remembering to have fun and keep it simple leads me to do what I need to do. Even at 5am.