The Cup

Sometimes in life, the cup is half-empty, sometimes it is half-full, sometimes it runneth-over, and sometimes it is bone dry. I’d like to say it is all in a person’s perspective, but I don’t really believe that. I do, however, believe that sometimes, life hands a person a set of circumstances and those circumstances define themselves and all the person can do is deal with the cup they are dealt. That is not always a negative thing, but it is not always positive either. It all depends on what is in the cup and what you do with it.

Tag: self-care

  • Post #4: 7/29/25

    Post #4: 7/29/25

    Cup Status: 3/4 full

    Yoga. Breathe, stretch, breathe, relax. Such a great way to destress and enjoy some self-care. I have been completing a different yoga workout each night for three weeks now. I usually do this before bed to help me to relax and wash away the stresses of the day. So, the last yoga session that I was completing, I was on the floor with my left leg extended and my right knee pulled to my chest. My eyes closed. Breathe in. Breathe out. Relaxation. So nice. Sigh. Then. Jingle. Jingle. Jingle. Pat. Pat. Pat. Sllllliiiiiddddeeee. Meow! A small, plastic, purple ball hit me in the face followed by a ball of fur with four paws. My 6 month old kitten ran into my face. After a brief, “What the heck?!” from me. I laughed and said, “Milo!” I lowered my right leg and lifted my left leg to my chest and hugged it. He purred and rubbed his body against my face, wrapping his tail around my neck. I laughed. Then I lowered my left leg, rolled onto my left side and onto my hands and knees. I moved into a table pose to begin cat/cow when my kitten decided he wanted help out. He jumped on my back as I lowered my back into cow and raised it into cat. He purred happily. I could feel the vibrations in my back. I couldn’t help but laugh. Then, the instructor on the video told me to move into down face dog. I warned Milo that he was about to go for a ride and tried to gently move him from my back, but he clung on, so I moved into the pose and down he went. He moved fairly gently and landed on his feet, but he made sure to meow with a bit of disdain in his little kitty voice, just to let me know that he was not happy with my choices. As I held the pose, he continued to meow but he moved to my feet and nipped at my toes to express his displeasure at me. How dare I mess up his place to sit and be. As I moved down into sphynx pose, Milo reminded me of his presence. He sauntered toward my face. He rubbed his tail around my neck and then walked back towards my feet. He stepped onto my leg and walked up onto my back. He then made himself into a cat scarf around my neck. The sphynx now had an accessory. A very furry and warm accessory. I held the pose and giggled to myself. What a silly, ridiculous cat. He was ruining my peaceful, self-care moment when I was supposed to be introspective and serious and healing my emotional scars. Goodness cat. I gently moved into a sitting position and thanked myself for setting aside this time. Milo stayed in position as my cat scarf and I thanked him too. He brought a level of laughter and hilarity to my solemn practice that I didn’t realize I needed. I have never been a cat person, anyone who knows me knows this to be true, but ever since Milo walked into our lives on June 21, 2025 I have become a cat person, or at least a Milo kitty person. He has brought laughter and snuggles and frustration into our lives in so many ways. I am so happy for most of his shenanigans even for the cat yoga. So, after I finished my session, I scooped up my kitten and snuggled him close while he purred happily. Ridiculously cute, Milo.