I M Perfect lady

I can see the beginning stages of my yoga lady’s final design, how it is being sculpted each day little by little.   New glimpses are being revealed, a straighter arm, chin closer to shoulder, leg higher, forehead touching, knee straighter, balanced longer, daily another section of my yoga lady is being refined.  And I am the sculptor, the designer!

It is like being in the middle of an active Art piece.

What effort I put in today, what strength I bring forth, what concentration I give, will all add its weight in building me into a healthy strong yoga girl.

I could see how paying attention to this one minute or second in each pose is all that matters.  My yoga lady will grow a little in each pose.

You can’t skip the beginning steps, anymore than a builder can leave the foundation and begin on the roof.

It is exciting to actually be right in the middle of being the designer and being the design.  It is awesome.

And only I can stop the design, leave before we get to see what doing yoga each day can do for a body that is 51 years old and overweight. 

Imagine I sculpt myself, or I can lie back down and let my yoga lady design never materialize.

As I faced the mirror today, I truly felt the presence of the designer and the design, and knew that it was up to me to keep this process going, I had to arrive in the studio each day, breathe deeply and then give it my all in each effort, bending and twisting, pulling and stretching, like I am a piece of clay that has sat out too long, it needs to be kneaded into a pliable living breathing  sculpture.

I see two choices, just two small decisions to be made each day. 

A lump of clay or a sculpture, you decide….