I have an absolute confession to make. I fell off the wagon.
If you will recall my adventure of the 30 day yoga challenge a couple month's ago, I was committed. I felt my body open, my heart open and my practice evolve. I made time in each day for yoga.
At the end of 30 days, I celebrated and rejoiced. I honestly was very proud of myself and was ready to hop into my next challenge. I just could not find one. So, I fell off the committment wagon. I kind of flounced in and out of classes, a couple jogs with the dog here and there. And I felt the eratic-ness that was my health life begin to ebb and flow into my life life.
I attended yoga this morning. Crick, crack, crick; I was tight as a brand new rubber band. Where had my flexibility gone? Hips, are you made of cement? Where was plow pose - are you okay back there, spine?
In understanding that I had taken time off, so did my body.
We all need a break. I get it. And I took a moment this morning to totally accept right where I was on my mat. Tight. Beautiful. Present.
However, upon leaving class, I realized that when you commit fully to a practice, to an adventure, to a new commitment, you are in deep and you are focused. You make epic sh*t happen and you don't let anything get in the way.
Similar to life.
It is fine to take a breather. But for me, I get lazy. I said it, I get lazy. I stray too far away from what I want most and then it seems the trek back is so long and hard.
And then I remember, I always have choice. The choice to re-commit and make time for what I want, what I really, really want in this life. And, then do it. Start now.
So truly, where are you in your commitments?
Accept. Commit. Create your life. Repeat.