Good Intentions is a sister blog to The Adventures of Fergus & Henri. It’s just now in its infancy, so we’ll see what it becomes.
The best introduction to the blog is the very first post: And So It Begins.
Who Is Henri?
Henri is my nickname. I’m half of the duo Fergus & Henri. The things important to know about me, I guess, are that I’m a 47-year-old woman with 2 adult children who has practiced yoga sporadically, on-and-off throughout the last 10 to 15 years (much more off than on), with no real intention and no real continuity. I am neither a beginner nor experienced; I probably know just enough right now, as they say, to be dangerous.
“I am neither a beginner nor experienced; I probably know just enough right now, as they say, to be dangerous.”
Without exaggeration, and with no mock humility, I will say that I really am one of the least naturally flexible people I know. I have always been so. As a child in gymnastics and then a teen in cheerleading and dance, I always felt extremely limited by my lack of flexibility. Any poses, leaps, tumbling or stunts that called for bendiness required a lot more practice and effort for me than for most of my peers. The splits! Dear lord, when we had to do the splits for cheer tryouts, it was always a weeks-long endeavor for me to work up to a passable version. My hips, in particular, are unforgivingly immobile. To look at my build — and to hear that I participated in gymnastics, dance, and cheer growing up — most people would presume me to be fairly flexible. Looks, my friends, are often deceiving. My joints and muscles are pretty much tighter than a camel’s ass in a sandstorm.
“I really am one of the least naturally flexible people I know. I have always been so.”
The Mental & Spiritual
Friends who know me well would probably not initially describe me as “zen.” They may say I have my moments of wisdom, and they may acknowledge that I’ve got a lot of Eastern art and tchotchkes in my home. And, let’s face it, I have a huge Ganesha tattoo all along the side of my torso and my half-sleeve tattoo incorporates the yin-yang symbol, mandalas, and the Devanagari aum symbol. There’s no denying that I’m drawn to the aesthetic and folklore of Eastern religion, philosophy, and practice.
But, as long as I’m being honest here: I’m a scorpio. We’re not exactly known for our inner calm. What most people who know me would probably tell you is that I tend to be type-A, intellectual, cynical, analytical, passionate, and opinionated. They might note that I am more confrontational than not. Those things don’t make me sound very much like a yogi (well, maybe the ‘intellectual’ thing does).
“There is a current of spirituality that presses back against my cynicism in kind of my own personal yin-yang…”
The folks who reallllllly know me, though, would most likely also be able to tell you that I’m a lot more reflective & introspective than I may first appear and that there is a current of spirituality that presses back against my cynicism in kind of my own personal yin-yang. I’m atheistic, I don’t actually believe in horoscope (like religion, I’m only a believer when the news is good), my inner eyes roll at the mention of chakras or auras, being anointed with essential oils by a well-meaning instructor still freaks me out, and I always feel a little bit cheesy when saying namaste at the end of a yoga class…
…but I also completely believe that practicing yoga expands my sense of peace and causes me to feel more centered, generous of spirit, and…well…kind to myself and others. I believe that when I practice regularly I not only grow in physical flexibility but also in flexibility of mind and spirit and heart. I know that my pursuit of yoga is the earnest pursuit of higher enlightenment (and though the cynic in me still winces a little at using that phrase, she is coming along little by little and realizing that it describes exactly what this path is).
So, yeah, I’m a work in progress.
[The photos on this page were taken by Aaron].