It’s Always Been Here

One of my regular private yoga lessons is to a couple in their home. I see the wife more often; the husband travels a lot for his busy job, and when he’s in town, he joins. This morning during practice, he remarked on the sounds of the house: an imbalanced washing machine clacking through the spin cycle, the heating system vibrating the floorboards, the ticking of the grandfather clock. Eventually the wife said gently, “It’s always been here, you’ve just never been this quiet.”