I'm still rolling around in them, but it's with a different purpose. On the weekend I muck it up, but during my working hours, I'm creating a different sort of harmony. The other reason I'm not here as often is that I've begun following my Artist Path via The Artist's Way. Since I'm sharing all of my ramblings in my three pages daily scribblings there, I've pulled away from here.
This week I've learned something though, from my artist walking. I've allowed myself to listen. There are times, daily, when I will think of something nice I'd like to do. For myself or someone else. But I, more often than not, talk myself out of doing whatever it was that came to me.
I'm struggling with my most recent phase of "growing up," and it's been a boundary builder between myself and the unhealthy -isms in my life. I neglected to realize that boundaries go both ways. While I'm building some, there are also a few I need to drop. One of which is offering kindness for no reason, even if I fear the act will be rejected or I will be ridiculed. I have a constant fear of that very thing.
The inner critic is hard to bitch-slap off my shoulder, but I'm not going to let her prevent me from my actions anymore.
In yoga there are two rules that I believe are the foundation for all yogic practice. 1) Breathe - always go to your breath, your deep rhythmic yogic breath. 2) If it hurts, don't do it. If it feels good, find your comfortable edge.
I'm spreading my practice's wings out into my life, as I discover the next pocket of marbles I've forgotten I have. I hope kindness finds its way to you today, that you cherish who you are, and where you're going. All things are possible, all you have to do is reach.