My Anchors

Today marks 3 months since my first T'ai Chi practice. I've carved out 20-30 minutes a day every day for 3 solid months to do T'ai Chi. It feels like an important milestone. A quarter of a year! Obviously, I'm still a beginner. But I believe it has officially become a habit. Which I feel is a very good thing.

I've been trying to think if I have given this kind of time investment to any other activity in recent years. Not counting breathing, eating, sleeping, and other activities essential to life. And I can't think of anything. Not reading, not watching TV, no other physical exercise. Not working, not chores, not hobbies. I do all these things, of course, but not religiously dedicating a half-hour every day to one specific thing.

The only thing that measures up is spending time with my husband. I definitely spend much more than 30 minutes with him each day. Working, laughing, talking, reading together. Just plain hanging out and loving each other.

For 15 years, my husband has been my anchor. No matter which way the winds push me each day, he can always bring me back to center. Back to feeling calm and safe.

Now I feel like my T'ai Chi practice is an extra anchor. Each day I can fling off my worries, fling them Out There for the Universe to work on and take care of, so they don't have to be my worries anymore. And that also makes be feel calm and safe.

I wonder if, over time, I'll become so anchored, the winds don't even push me around so much anymore?