This morning in yoga, we did a series of dogs. Downward dogs, that is.
My dating life has been overtaken by a series of dogs, too.
It’s no coincidence that Nature Boy’s ring tone is a barking dog. Woof woof! We get together on his timeframe. When it is convenient for him. Every time I’ve suggested getting together, he’s been busy. Or he’ll call in a little while. A little while being defined as sometime in the next week.
It’s not just Nature Boy. He is representative of all the boys. I’ve noticed they call on their time frame, wanting to get together when it suits them. Their needs. Their purposes. Fulfilling their loneliness.
In yoga class this morning, each downward dog was a little different than the last. Different hand position. Different foot position. Yet each variation led to the same result.
Each dog targeted different muscles and taught our bodies something new. Each led to a little more release. On each dog, our muscles let go of a little more tension.
The same way our bodies learned things this morning in our series of dogs, I’m hoping my heart and mind will learn something from the men in my life.
I’ve learned I’m attracted to men who are emotionally unavailable.
Like the man who used the term “divorced” very loosely.
And the man who is still in love with his ex-girlfriend.
I’ve learned that men love a challenge. When I let them know I’m too busy to meet them, or let them know that I’m not overly interested in getting together, they pursue me that much harder.
I have no game, so I have to actually stay busy in order to be too busy to be at their disposal.
Then there are the men who are unavailable for weeks at a time and suddenly become insistent on getting together, right after I decide I’m ready to move on to someone new.
I’ve learned that sometimes it’s enough to sit together on the front porch, smelling gardenias and night blooming jasmine, watching the stars twinkling in the sky. Sipping water and talking about your day. Feeling the tension seep out of your body the same way it seeps out of your muscles when you relax into a downward dog.
I want to be as confident about settling into that feeling as I am about settling into my next downward dog.
I’ll keep exploring new men the way I explored different downward dogs, until I find the one that fits best. I’ll relax into the knowledge that each dog has something to teach me. Each one different and no less valuable if I only hold it for a few minutes.
I learned something in class yesterday. When you move into a yoga position, your muscles react with dualing reactions of relaxation and retraction. It takes thirty seconds for the relaxation reaction to outweigh the retraction. It takes two minutes to fully relax into the position.
I wonder how long my heart will react with dualing reactions of relaxing and retracting when I start seeing each new man.
I wonder how long it will take for my heart to fully relax into the security of love.
Will my heart know it’s found the right one at once? Will dating so many wrong men make the right one stand out so much clearer? Like a lighthouse on a foggy night?
I wish dating were as easy as yoga. Maybe it will be. One day. Time will tell.