sleeping babe

this afternoon i went to teach “posh” – knocked on the door and as usual heard a “come in” that sounded more like an exaperated sigh than words… and i knew it was another one of those days. he’s been so down lately. and i try to make it better somehow in that short hour that we breathe together but most of the time i think he’s still just excercising. i get frustrated – really frustrated – but then the love eventually flows.
as he was lying in savasana and i was rubbing his feet i thought about the magdeline washing jesus’ feet – thought about how it’s a bowing of sorts… and i began to bow in my heart. and by the time i got to rubbing his temples i saw a sweetness wash over his face and he was like a baby sleeping. and i hoped that i was right in thinking that he was a little more peaceful.
even if it was only until i rung the bell and he jumped up off of his mat like it was on fire to check his cell phone for missed calls.