Dealing with Loss…

3 days ago, my hard disk crashed. There I was, feeling extremely smug that just the night before, I had backed up all my data from my Mac onto Time Capsule. And for the 2 years that I’ve had the Mac, never once had I backed up.

So I went to the EpiCenter, smiled and nodded confidently when the guy at the counter said, “Please acknowledge that you have been informed, all data from this computer will be lost”. Deposited my laptop there and walked off.

3 days later, I collect it, and when I try to run my Time Machine…. UH-OH. It just doesn’t load. So I googled this strange phenomena, and apparently, people have experienced conflicts with their Time Machine when using Snow Leopard.

So alternating between panic mode and utter misery, I took a deep breath and tried to apply the art of non-attachment. Somehow, its a whole lot easier to advise someone who is mourning for the loss of person/item X, than to internalise the advice I so readily offer. Come to think of it now, if someone had told me “We need to stop being attached to worldly possessions. There is so much more to life than that heap of metal that so many people glue themselves to…” I think I would very well have tied them up with my yoga straps, and stuffed a block down their throat. (forgive my non-yogic ways… I am just being truthful!)

So. I stop, breathe, and attempt to calm down (ongoing process even as I type this). I decide to write this post, whilst I wait for Migration Assistant (found in Utilities) to do whatever magic it can. And I shall just wait, and keep my fingers crossed. If it doesn’t work, I shall throw out the mat and start a Nadi Shodhana (alternate nostril) breath, whilst doing some calming poses such as Sarvangasana (shoulder stand), Adho Mukha Savasana (downward facing dog) with a block to support my head, Balasana (child’s pose) or if my nerves permit, Svasana (corpse pose).

Looking on the bright side of things, I’ve come to a realisation!

No matter how powerful technology is, it can still fail me. But 1 thing that never fails, would be the calm and comforting reassurance of my body, my breath, and my thoughts, when I am looking to get away from the madness of the world.

Crazy Time Machine…. *grumbles*