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  • Puzzle Called Me.

    “The tragedy of life is not so much what men suffer, but rather what they miss.” 

    ~Thomas Carlyle

     

    Putting together our lives is like a puzzle without a picture, we find what goes together and what doesn’t.

     

    Some parts fit easily and others will take practice and consorted effort to work them into place.

     

    271 days have passed since the first of the year, and it was my intention and desire to work with my body each day in yoga to bend it back into shape.

     

    265 days I made it to the mat and struggled against flab, weak muscles, ouchy joints, frozen stiff muscles not to mention a lazy attitude that would rather, snuggle.

     

    Had I not started this journey I would have missed the feelings of muscles, strong flexible muscles and a feeling of wonder taking care of self.

     

    It has rubbed off in other areas, I am more mindful of what I eat and even how much or if I am hungry.

     

    I am so grateful that I have worked to eliminate the suffering my body was heading into and I will not miss knowing what it is like to have a strong body.

    My strong body seems to help with keeping my mind strong as well, that when you get strong in one area, the others tag along.

     

    Each day I am so proud of myself when I take the time and effort, the pain and suffering on the mat, as yoga changes the shape of me, the feel of me, and the overall puzzle called me.

     

     

     

  • 254 days and counting….

    Today is day 260 on my yoga every day this year, and I missed 6 in the last two weeks. 

     

    Each of those days seemed impossible for me to either gather the mental strength or the physical stamina needed to do the 90 minutes of yoga.

     

    Yet if I look upon the other 254 days it seems like a huge achievement, a monumental success for me. 

     

    My body also is defined by the 254 days that I have done yoga, the muscles are stronger, the joints are looser and my mental clarity is way up, not to mention the unexpressed emotions that have been expressed in the 254 days.

     

    The days I missed, I was struggling with a twisted up emotional thread and it took all I had to untangle it, left zero energy to begin yoga.

     

    I am not sure how the final score will be at the end of this year, but so far the percentage is way in my favor.

     

    I may not be able to recoup my loses by doing doubles, I may end up with a few more days of no yoga, but what I know for sure, is already this year I have surpassed any of my previous years.

     

    As I look upon the last few weeks, they have given me huge amounts of relief and knowing, enlightening me on who I was and who I can be.

     

    254 days and counting….