Such an amazing day, and worth the tired, stinky, hungry, sweaty puddle I turned into 😛
Let’s start with the challenge! Today is day 13 of 30!
Gahhhh!!! ❤ Epic wins today! Skaters from the challenge meeting one another (how ominous is that?!), and celebrations galore, with a school graduation and Fresh Meat grads! These skaters are remarkable ❤
Today I started the day with love, joy and excitement in my heart, because I knew I'd be coming back to practice at Kula today! Last night Kim invited us to her class at Kula and I knew I had to go 🙂 Got to Kula super early so I could get in skate time in the parking lot (which I've been wanting to do for over a year!) and get my mat down early because I knew Kim's class would be full. Had a gorgeous skate and felt SUPER stoked for class! I hadn't been to Kula since January!
Kula is my very first yoga love. All my loves stay with me in my heart, but that first always holds a very, very special place ❤ It felt so wonderful to see so many folks I've missed. And it's their first day of teacher training! Great energy there today ❤ So much love 🙂
I also noticed something particularly interesting. Though I know I've made progress in the physical aspect of my yoga practice, it's truly what has happened to me on the inside that is the most significant. I've pretty much come to accept that whatever happens happens as far as progress, & I don't really put too many expectation on myself. What I discovered this morning is how I feel in difficult moments in my practice. In the past, when I would get very frustrated, I would certainly express it. I'd react with an exasperated sigh, a shake of the head, sobbing, or several times I would get angry and curse out loud. There have also been panic attacks.
I still get wrapped up in my head, but the reactions are vastly different now. There are smiles, hell I even laugh about it sometimes! And every now and then, I'l cry, or start to feel panicky. But thank God, it subsides.
There have been moments of…peace.
Contentment. Acceptance. Self-love. Self-compassion.
The kind of stuff I hear about, read about, see in the practices of the students I teach.
It’s happening to me as well.
When I started teacher training, my objective was to learn to calm the demon. And though that demon still rides with me (and that's okay), it doesn't get to drive anymore.
It's been an emotionally and physically exhausting weekend, but just like with all training, it is SO worth it.
Great things are happening, and I am allowing them to. I'm physically back to where I was before the accident, hell perhaps even more fit. I am shredding fat and gaining strength and muscle again. I feel firmer and leaner, and folks tell me they see it.
My body is shifting. My LIFE is shifting.
Brenda, my life coach, says we contract as we expand.
I sure have not been on a linear path, so my healing echos that. Ups and downs.
The great story, after all, is in the journey 🙂