I did it!
I taught FOUR yoga classes today, sweet lawd!
What amazes me about all of this
is that when I’m there with the students
I am so much in the zone
and so energized by the flow
that I feel awake even if I’m tired;
I feel strong even if moments before I felt weak.
Something magical happens when I do this work I love.
If you don’t yet have work that you love,
I highly recommend you find some.
It will make all the difference in the world, my friend,
it will make all the difference in the world.
Overcoming the old programming
by taking action
in direct opposition to the fear.
I was told I was terrible with money
so I retaliate with a budget.
I was told I was lazy,
so my answer is hustling with all I got.
I was told I was a squatter,
so I found my own place to live.
I was told to get a real job
so I tripled my work
at the job I already had.
Go ahead. Keep talking.
Every criticism makes me stronger.
The whole point is to reclaim my life
to become happy…
Happiness and success are the best revenge.
Buckle up, brother,
you’ll feel foolish some day
when you’re doing the same old things
and the same old people
in the same old way
And I’m lightyears beyond
quantum leaps of faith and consciousness,
turned my life and my will over to something greater,
given thanks for the talents bestowed upon me
learned how to share my gifts in a way
that glorifies the One who brought me here
and brings joy and inspiration to seekers everywhere
and I’m living free, graceful, untarnished
by all the stories you told
when you didn’t know how to honor
the goddess within me…
you had to discard me.
I feel lost, alone, directionless, uncomfortable.
What is my purpose?
It says: You have no purpose.
But why I am I alive?
It says: There is no reason. You should end it.
But what about my children?
It says: They’d be better off without you.
And my yoga students?
It says: You’ve been lying to them all along.
It’s time they knew the truth.
But surely this will one day get better?
It says: Not for you. You will never be happy.
But what about nature? The sun? The forest?
The cycles of life?
It says: What about them? You’re still depressed.
You’ll always be depressed. Face it. End it.
But I can’t do that to them. To my friends. My family.
It says: Why not? They don’t care. Not really.
Not enough to help you or save you.
I know there are other voices in my head.
Why is It the loudest?
One foot in front of the other,
one step at a time.
See what needs to be done,
one thing at a time.
Eat. Sleep. Bathe.
Drink plenty of water.
One moment at a time.
Many times recently
I have wanted to give up.
I have felt overwhelmed
and it has all seemed so hopeless,
because I was trying to figure it out
all at once…which is just plain crazy.
I remember life is lived
one day, one hour, one minute,
one second at a time.