Yoga

Last night I finally went to yoga again (taking a month off from hot yoga was a bad idea... both physically and emotionally). I knew that I wanted to go to my favorite teacher Sherif, but what I didn't know was that he was going to be doing live music and really... making it into a church service. It was spiritual, uplifting, and emotional. At the beginning of class he talked about abundance. He had us visualize something that resembled abundance and ask that visualization what message it had for us. All that I kept hearing was "You are enough... I've got this... I am proud of you." I kept repeating it to myself over and over. Well, not really repeating it on my own because it was not like it was me talking. What I visualized was my childhood self. A little Treans. A little person telling me, "You are okay. You have done great things. Let it go." It was like drinking from the relief well. It literally (in sweat!) and figuratively washed over me.

Thanks yoga. You've done good again. You've done good.