I started practicing yoga 8 years ago and thank heavens I did because I swear, with out it I would be a cray-zay person. Yes, I would be crazier than I already am. Scary, huh? I’ll admit I go through periods where I practice more often than others and it’s no surprise to me that when I am practicing regularly, everything in my life feels more manageable, my head feels clearer and I feel more present, happy and grateful. Let’s just say that recently I have NOT felt all the amazing things I listed above. Quite the opposite really. My head has been all abuzz with fear, or as I like to think of it- False Evidence Appearing Real. My mind is constantly running over things, categorizing things that don’t need to be categorized and worrying about things that haven’t happened yet (and probably never will!) It’s an exhausting endeavor and I find that using all this brilliant brain power to think about worries leaves little time for creative endeavors.
When this starts to happen, I know that I’m totally out of whack and that I need to get back to my spiritual practice- yoga and mediation.
Yoga and meditation give me a break from the constant chatter of my mind. They show me where my blocks are and teach me about myself, even the parts I didn’t want to look at. I’d like to think that how I show up on the mat is a metaphor for how I show up in life. Do I approach my practice with patience, love and humor?
There’s something really beautiful about pushing your body that hard, yet remaining that peaceful at the same time. And, that 5 minutes of quiet, dark nothing at the end … I live for. The ability to simply exist and just be. You cannot always control what goes on outside. But you can sometimes control what goes on inside.
I’m getting very excited to go on my first yoga retreat next month…