No Yoga today for me. Whether or not that means No Peace remains to be seen.
I gave myself permission to take the day off. I really looked at the past few classes, and yesterday’s travesty, and decided a day off was not a cop-out.
I’ve been doing a lot of yoga, and Bikram really wrings stuff out of your deepest core. Time to let it process a little without wringing more out. Kind of like fasting when you’re sick. Let the ick work its way through the system before throwing more on the pile.
I’m pondering some of the feelings & beliefs that have bubbled up: incompetence, stupidity, lack of direction, weakness. No conclusions to be drawn as of yet, just looking at them and letting them be there.
Ironically (or not), I faxed over my registration form for the Advanced Seminar in September. And yes, I feel very anxious about it. That’s where the feeling of stupidity comes from – if I can’t manage a regular class, WTF am I thinking signing up for the Advanced Seminar?? Talk about jumpstarting the Anxiety Bus.
Oh, yeah, that’s right, I had that new mantra, didn’t I? “Be Brave, Be Bold.”
Gah.
