As you know, I entered this year determined to be fearless. But, I don’t want more fear or less in my life. I want more love. So I made up a new word, lovemore! That’s why Lovemore Mondays are here.
Last week I shared a love story about my Grandma’s Kitchen.
Today’s Lovemore Monday is dedicated to Trash.
And, I almost missed the best part of today.
Too many things to do.
Too many items on my “to-do list” haunting my subconscious.
I was caught in the vacillation of “to go” or “not to go” to YOGA.
But then, I asked myself the question: What am I afraid of?
The answer, of course — pain.
The pain of feeling behind on work. The pain and pressure from my mind as it rattles off items from my to-do list. The pain of squeezing more stuff into my already precious 24 hours of time. And, the big bonanza of them all, the pain of stretching my aching, menstruating body into BINDS and FROGS and CROWS (that I can only do halfway on a good day anyway!).
In the end, I showed up.
At 5:30pm EST I lined up on my mat and down-ward dogged it at Bala Vinyasa. My slow, tired muscles shook with fervor as sweat lined my arms and slipped all the way to the tip of my nose, before falling to the mat below.
As the beads of sweat landed in a woman-made puddle below I saw something spectacular happen — light began to bounce off it.
For the first time, I recognized my sweat’s true beauty. It wasn’t just sweat and tears, it was another ounce of fear melting away.
If you are distressed by anything external, the pain is not due to the thing itself, but to your estimate of it; and this you have the power to revoke at any moment.
Or, as our yoga instructor said:
“Get the garbage out of your head.”
And, that’s why, on this Lovemore Monday,
when comes to taking out the trash…
I. Love. It.