Showing posts with label yoga. Show all posts
Showing posts with label yoga. Show all posts

Sunday, April 19, 2015

Carla Felt Like A Yoga Loser - SOLD

Carla felt like such a yoga loser.  While everyone else was doing complex poses, she couldn't even complete a Fists Forward Bend.  She decided she no longer wanted a "yoga butt."


You know, I didn't write this in my post initially, but I'll add a little story here.  I lasted about 90 seconds in a yoga class.  It was offered at work, and as it so happened, a co-worker and I had to work late.  Then I had to run out to the car to get my yoga gear which I had forgotten to bring in.  It was hot and humid and I was rushing.  And THEN, I couldn't find which room it was. Finally I get into where I need to go, everyone is relaxed and breathing.  The instructor keeps saying, breath in and breath out, but my heart is POUNDING from all my racing around.  I start the in and out breath, but it's going too fast for me, and I start to hyperventilate.  I start to think my yoga mat is "smelly."  Finally I can't take it, grab my crinkly plastic bag and smelly mat, and hightail it out of there.  Ah, yes, it was so relaxing! (-;

Thursday, December 5, 2013

Day 346. She Saw The Signs Like A One-Two Punch SOLD

Esmeralda saw the signs like a one-two punch, for she was a smart girl, and rather perceptive.

Really, it was her own fault, because she was quite honest and let her vulnerability show.

She could even see the other side of it; how she may appear to be too eager to express her feelings, but unfortunately for her, she knew no other way, always both a blessing and a curse, this tender heart.

She really was, the most normal of people, but once a perception is cast, often there is no possibility of recast.

She knew this, because she had been miscast and misinterpreted before.  It always stung, she couldn't even say it stung less.  But she could admit, she was becoming more used to it, and knew that it was possible to go on, quieter, disappearing.

And so, she wrapped up within herself, embarrassed by her admission.  Not wanting to hold onto that feeling, she knelt on the floor, leaned back into a yoga pose, and breathed out all those chagrined and self-conscious thoughts.  "Let...It...Go," her breath and mind pleaded, and she really tried.