I had a realisation yesterday evening at yoga. An honest and open realisation.
I have had an extremely stressful past few weeks…to the point where I’m not sure how I managed to keep my head on my shoulders – it just felt so heavy. Everything felt heavy. I’ve been tired and weak and miserable, really. I’ve managed to keep it together, but was really reaching breaking point yesterday. At some point something’s gotto give!
I dragged my heavy body to yoga in the evening, not sure how I was going to make it through the class, only to find an energising kind of peace and comfort.
Now, I’m not the type to harp on about emotions and all that crap, but the fact of the matter is that I arrived at the studio frazzled and broken and left in one whole comforted piece.
Divine intervention? Spiritual reality? Re-alignment? Soul-searched?
I may not be flexible, I may not be strong, I may not know what the asanas are half the time, but I am at least far more self-aware.
Thank you, yoga…