I always choose to journal after I meet with both classes... I think I like to take some time to reflect on all that was shared and talked about. But then again, am I forming my opinion through your responses? Am I not thinking for myself? Am I stealing your ideas to make them my own? (Am I going a little crazy? :)
The end part there was just for dramatic flair.
Thinking about Asteya (non-stealing) as a performer... someone who engages in building and creating a character or needs to be graceful or booty shakin' is some food for thought as well. As an artist, I know that it is even more important for me to find my own unique voice.. because deep down that is what I have a desire to express. But also, on the flip side my "chameleon" type characteristics have always allowed me to explore different feelings, people, ideas with a sense of ease. At times this gets off balance and it moves off the "stage" into my relationships and my interactions. Yoga helps me to keep it in "check." It helps me to get back to my center. It helps me to even let go of the "performer" or "yoga teacher" and live in the truth that is I AM.
What do I want to let go of.... well, I would like to let go of a old belief I have that thinks we all have to think and act and do the same thing sometimes. With those closest to me, I find that "being different from one another" makes me feel isolated, not good enough and like I do not belong... when in reality the combination of different "ingredients" (ideas, thoughts) is what makes it so sweet. I am not sure where this comes from... probably from high school! (just kidding). But, this is me.... i am working on it, ok?
namaste.
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
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I felt terrible not being able to participate in yoga on Friday. I had pulled a muscle in my right lower side of my back. I'm much better now, I just had to take a break from it for a few days. The things we were doing as I lay there on my mat, oh man, I wish I would have been able to do that. Like the camel pose, I do that all the time. I never knew what it was called. And again, i'm sooooooo sorry for not being able to participate in class. Much love!
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