Attitude mixed with a bit of yoga

It's been an exhausting week at the small college I call home. So much drama, sickness, sadness, for staff and students alike. I think it's the mid-winter blaahhs...at least I hope so.

Attitude is everything. I think I've said this 50 times this week, to students despairing over job applications, boyfriends, coursework, home life, health issues. Who knew my college psychology courses would come in so handy? It's not so much the situation, but how you perceive it. Throughout the week, my "Doctor is in" sign has been flying high.

Some of my colleagues intimate I care too much. They are right. I need to learn to let them fend for themselves - they are adults, right? But, when I look into their bloodshot, puppy dog eyes, see their dirty jeans, give them that extra dime or quarter they need for a cold Dew, I realize I was there once, and someone helped me.

It's karma, my yoga instructor reminds me. Yes, yoga. Me, in yoga. Me, who can barely sit cross-legged. It has been fun, though, and I absolutely adore the meditation period...wow...nine-minute nirvana.

Back to the hoards. They need a break, but Spring Break is three long weeks off. Oh, well, they'll cope. They do have youth on their side, after all. I don't, just some yoga moves. Namaste.