I’m lying on my back on a towel. I can feel the grass beneath my feet, the sun on my face and the wind playing with the loose strands of hair. At this moment I am completely happy.
Lately, happiness is something that doesn’t come around that often lately. Being burnt out for me means that happiness is something that’s hard to experience and everything around me feels like a big black hole that’s sucking me in deeper. Sometimes trying to be positive just doesn’t do it. Stress and anxiety keep crashing over me like an angry ocean. But today was different.
Today’s yoga session was outside. It’s one of those rare occasions where it’s warm in the Netherlands. And I mean really warm. Bright blue sky and blazing sun. We white Dutch people rejoice and at the same time worry about sunburn. So today my weekly yin yoga class was in someone’s garden overlooking the fields. Up ahead horses were running around and playing, and all I could hear was the sound of birds and the rusting in the grass.
We slowly move, bend over and stretch. The sun warms our bodies, but mostly our souls. It’s said that being outside helps removes anxiety, reduce stress and lift your mood. And at that moment it’s true. I feel lighter than I have felt all week. And after a blissful hour, I cycle back home as if I had wings.
This is what happiness looks like.