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Friday, January 4, 2013

I have been having crazy dreams lately.
Seriously crazy awesome dreams. They've all been circling around the
idea that I am stronger than I take myself for. In the dreams, it
manifests as physical ability. I need to infiltrate the hidden castle
in the rainforest? No problem. I'll just climbs trees, jump between
branches, scale stone walls with the tips of my fingers digging into
the smallest crevices, and sneak around the castle staff until I find
the jeweled box I'm looking for.

I blame the details on the video games
I play, but the patterns hit me square between the eyeballs. I
brought myself through a cleanse, juicing for a couple days, master
cleanse (which I just call the spicy lemonade cleanse), and one more
day of juicing before transitioning back into soups and stews.
Through these five plus days my only intention was to pay attention.
Notice how my body felt, when I was hungry, when I wasn't, how much
sustenance I actually required. Now my brain may not have been
functioning at full capacity for all five days and I definitely felt
a little woo-woo, especially near the end, but my body loved it.

I committed to it because I knew I
could. Not believe, not “try it and see,” I knew I was capable of
it. I had no other motivations, I wasn't trying to jump start losing
weight, I just wanted to hold the space for my body to talk to me.

If I promise myself anything, may I
promise to listen.

It can be as simple as a decision. The
days to follow? We don't know what they will hold, and while I can
make goals and plans I recognize that goals evolve over time and
that's okay. I can't beat myself up over that. You can't beat
yourself up over that. The goal is important, but it isn't what is important. Like addictions, goals are never ever about the actual
substance, or the achievement.

What need are you trying to fill?

And are you coming from a place of lack
or abundance?

If we come from a place of lack no
substance or goal will ever satisfy that craving. The more we crave,
the more we yearn, the more we believe we need more.

What is Twisting Open, Sinking In?

Often in yoga we are told that what we practice on the mat translates to our everyday life. Yet there are so many sensations and ideas that come up (and sometimes hit us on the head with a two-by-four), that we may not get the chance to really reflect and talk about how these experiences and changes manifest themselves in our lives. Just as we deepen our twists to open our hearts and sink deeper into the pose, Twisting Open, Sinking In aims to explore the experiences of the important practice we call Everyday Life.