Wednesday, July 26, 2017
What I do to be kind to myself.
I have berated myself too often. I am not skinny, smart, talented, or rich enough. I am not accomplishing enough. I always felt I had to be using time to create something. I never let myself rest. Sometimes, I still feel this way… I am a bit of a workaholic.
So how am I kind to me?
I spend a lot of money on yoga classes. I have let go (mostly) of the ego drive to be the best and to accomplish the pose. After all, I am in class with 20, 30, and 40 year olds. I really can’t compete –it would be fruitless and I would end up with injuries… and yet, I think, I can’t do it yet.. but maybe. while I enjoy the challenge of being flexible and strong, I go slower. My favorite pose is savasana – getting my corpse on… practice for the ultimate rest.
Speaking of rest. Now I sleep at least 7.5 hours… a lot of times it is 9. On top of that, I am turning into my grandmother; I take naps—whenever I want.
All creativity comes out of the void and the space we give ourselves. When I catch myself falling back –berating myself I remember everything is transitory anyway..
Even ol Tut was robbed and now parts of his stash move around the globe…
July 26, 2017