Tonight I faced a new challenge. One I have been fearful of for some time now. I attended my first hot yoga class. It was undoubtedly hard work but very therapeutic. It was almost as if I could feel things inside of me melting away with every bit of dripping sweat.
Lately I view my life as a whirlwind. Definitely a fun whirlwind, but not close to subsiding anytime soon. It’s like when you see someone in the distance and you can’t tell if they are walking closer towards you or further away. I’m not sure which way I’m headed.
There are so many good things that I am doing for myself. Self-awareness continues to be my greatest concern. As much as I intend on living in the moment, I still catch my mind wandering.
The gift of yoga is the only thing that I’ve found that keeps me balanced. I’m able to accept things, let in the good, let go of the bad. All I know is that I finally understand that I am good enough. Just as I am. That alone is enough to keep me going every single day. I feel strong.