Into the forest I go

With all the noises, the chatters my mind became so restless. It is one of those days where I couldn’t savasana.

Have you ever caught yourself having an opinion about something/someone you haven’t experience first hand? Or have you ever caught yourself changing your opinion about something after some chatters with people that you know?

My dear ones, I’m stressed out today.

With all the noises, the chatters my mind became so restless. It is one of those days where I couldn’t savasana.

Can you imagine your yoga teacher being so stressed out she couldn’t savasana? Well, here I am.

When a practice, a passion, a pure space becomes a source of living, things get a little complicated. The chatters from talking about yoga asanas and nice tea to have after class to, so how do I make this work? The chatters from talking about spaces being cozy being nice to chatters about which one pays better and which one has a nutter of a owner.

This is a very conflicting component to a craft that I love very, very much.

Oh, but don’t let me confuse you; I LOVE the teaching. It is the things that comes with trying to do it as a source of living, that I find terrifying.

Your teacher, the human attached to the voice telling you to calm and take deep breathes is in need of some serious reminding today.

And that is ok.

I tell myself, that it is ok.

For I do believe this is for a good reason, that along with all the stress, what I need to learn is within them. For I believe along with all the noises, the voice I need as my guide, is amongst them. For I believe the feeling I have in my gut, the restlessness I experience in my savasana, is the teacher that will take me to a higher, better place.

On a day like this, it’s easy to fall into the softness, and want to hide. And hell do I want to hide.

But tighten my core, lengthen my spine I go. And I believe, much like surfing, the only way to travel far, is to ride onto the wave, despite it being scary, being wobbly in the beginning.

For I believe, something very, very good is waiting for me at the very end.

And into the forest I go.

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