Each of us has a fire in our hearts for something. It’s our goal in life to find it and to keep it lit. -Mary Lou Retton
If you read my last post Take Care of Yourself you know that I have made a commitment to, as the title suggests, taking better care of myself. I’ve gotten off to an okay start. I’m not exactly cooking veggie filled gourmet meals every day, but I’m getting better. The biggest thing I’d say I’ve done is taking time out for myself and returning to the things I loved to do before my daughter was born. Specifically yoga & meditation.
Before I got pregnant I had a wonderful job at a yoga studio, which led me to attend and complete an even more wonderful Yoga Teacher Training (YTT). I taught for a few months before I found out I was pregnant and plans changed.
“And as ridiculous as it may sound, sometimes all any of us needs in life is for someone to hold our hand and walk next to us.” James Frey
I’ve always been a fiercely independent person. My mom jokes that my first sentence was, “I can do it myself!” There is no turning back once I make my mind up about something. That’s exactly why when I got pregnant I knew I was going to breastfeed; there was no other option.
I’m happy to say that I am successfully breastfeeding. But I wasn’t a success story over night. In fact it took a lot of nights and a lot of support.
You will find that it is necessary to let things go; simply for the reason that they are heavy. So let them go, let go of them. I tie no weights to my ankles. C. JoyBell C.
Ahh, let it go. The answer to everything isn’t it? So easy to say, almost impossible to do. For some reason we really like to hold on to things. Life asks us to let go in three ways: let go of the past, let go in the present and let go of the future. Lets talk about the past.
We are our own worst enemies when it comes to our pasts. Conversations are replayed in our minds over and over again till we dissect every word. When we make mistakes, we wallow in them. We remember how things used to be, howpeople used to make us feel, trying desperately to remember when things started to change. If only we could close our eyes, whisper some magic words, and wish away the past that consumes us?
Well I learned you can, in a sense.