Good morning, Namaste. That was the note that greeted me this morning when I came to the studio, it was written on the back an envelope and tucked under the outside mat. How sweet I thought.
Then I glanced over to one of the two benches that we have in the front of the studio for gathering purposes (or to cool off after hot yoga) and there was a brown paper bag. I looked inside and low and behold, not to my surprise, were two empty wine bottles and two plastic cups.
My reaction was bouncing between amused and sadness. Amused because they chose (since there were two cups I assume it was "they") our studio bench to partake. Amused because they didn't drink straight out of the bottle, they had some class. Amused that they neatly had the corks back in the bottles, glasses stacked and put in the bag which was placed to the side so someone wouldn't trip over it.
Sadness because they felt that they needed to find their peace and contentment from a bottle in the dark hiding from others. Sadness because they may not know that there are others ways to find your inner peace that lasts much longer that the buzz from wine and doesn't result in a hangover. Sadness because what they are looking for is just on the other side of the door that they left the sweet note.
Sadness because all they have to do is make the first step and.......just breathe.