Ohhhhhmmmmm

Saturday during the beginning of Yoga the instructor started talking about a weekend class she was hosting at her home with a priestess and shaman or something. I sort of tuned out. But then she said something that I latched onto for the rest of the hour. She asked us to remove the violence from our minds. The violence we inflict on ourselves, in our heads, in what we tell ourselves in the silence. She said, "be grateful for your body, for what you can do, for what you have."

Can't do this...yet.

Have I had an internal hang-up about my body since ...um forever? Yep. Which is silly, because I look back and think, "wow you looked good girl". But I never appreciated it then. So I'm going to try harder to appreciate what I have now. I'm going to appreciate that I can run. I will appreciate my flexibility, my healthy limbs and able lungs. I'm going to say thank you to my heart that keeps this whole thing pumping, for the ability to breath in and out, to cleanse the air inside my blood. I'm going to appreciate what I can see, smell, hear, taste and touch...

Can do this! Yay!

I'm not going to worry that I can't quite get into some of those complicated yoga poses, but I can do many others. I'm not going to worry that my limbs are not as lithe as I'd want them, but appreciate that they are hard working muscles. I'm going to be more grateful for this body made especially for me.

To be grateful for what we have...how very zen.

Namaste.