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Sun hands

I am making it a personal part of my practice to stop sweating change and the constant evolutionary process.
I am choosing to sink in and love it all. It’s natural, it is normal, it is karmic, it is correct.
We are ALWAYS in it or just coming out of it or just going back in and sometimes we match up with the people closest to us and it feels normal and sometimes we don’t and it feels rough and lonely.
It’s just what’s happening. Sometimes it feels terrible, painful and despairing. Sometimes it’s joyful, easy and inspired. We get locked in to this idea that “happy” is the correct way to be all the time. This idea that we have to be happy all the time creates a ton of judgment if we feel angry, sad, bummed.
I believe that when we are “in it” is when the actual healing is happening. It’s like being in war with your soul and that’s okay. Can you roll with pretty and non pretty reality? It’s so serious and also not so serious at all.
JJ
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I spent the last 4 nights and five days taking care of my nieces and nephews. Life-swapping with my sister. She went on a mini-vacation and I stayed at her house, watching all the kids.

Commuting. Driving. Dropping off. Homework. Baths. Outfits. Laundry. Dinners. Breakfasts. Refereeing fights. Sports. Walking dogs.

I set the alarm for yoga. I didn’t think I’d do it. Too tired. Up too late. Yoga was a last minute thought. I knew if I made it, I’d be happy. I got up. I dropped the kids at school. Hustled home to get dressed and jumped back on the highway. I MADE IT. Two minutes to spare.

Tadasana, Urdhva hastasana, Uttanasana, Anjaneyasana, Plank, Chaturanga dandasana, Urdhva mukha svanasana, Adho mukha svanasana, over and over again.

The room was warm. The music was soothing + alive. I moved my body. I flowed to my edge. I breathed. In and out. Right to the point where I wanted to give up and I surrendered. On my exhale I would leave behind all that is not needed. I kept going.

Tadasana, Urdhva hastasana, Uttanasana, Anjaneyasana, Plank, Chaturanga dandasana, Urdhva mukha svanasana, Adho mukha svanasana, over and over again.

Grounding down. Twisting. Inhaling. Rising up. Exhaling. Folding down. Letting go. Inhale to lengthen. Exhale to fall. Opening my throat.

Breathing it all in. Exhaling it all out.

Sanskrit fills my ears. Sweat drips down my skin. My muscles move into the poses without thinking. I come to a place of stillness. Quiet. Presence. I know I’ve made it. I’m home. Nothing else matters. I feel free.

Savasana. Corpse pose. The class is silent. I lay on my mat. I feel grateful. I feel my heartbeat. The sound of the Universe in my chest. Energy gathers. Vibrations rise and fall.

The class is silent, but I still hear it. Inside of me.

Hands to heart center. Bow deep.

I leave class and get back to it. I pick up the kids. Homework. Sports. Dinner. Fights. Bedtime. All with a grateful heart.

Choosing LOVE

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