“In the liminal space of rest, the mind luminous, truth is revealed. Dreams are returned.” ~ Karen Brody
Rest doesn’t come easy for those of us always driving and striving. The very thought of making time for ourselves is foreign and often believed to be selfish.
Your ideas, your creativity, your dreams, and your desires matter. And they deserve to be nurtured.
Our ideas and dreams require stillness, quiet, and calm. They need us to slow down and turn inward so we can listen to the whispers of our soul.
I know what you’re thinking. I used to think it was nearly impossible to carve out time and space for myself. Forget about being still or sitting in silence. When my kids were little, I remember waiting until they went to bed before I grabbed whatever book I was reading and sat on the bathroom floor with the door closed and a small reading light above me. And most of the time I was doing this at midnight. Because before I could sit down, there was laundry to fold, dishes to do, and a husband who needed my attention as well.
Flash forward a few or 20 years and there I was at 40 years old feeling like I was a million years old because I was physically and emotionally exhausted. Exhaustion and stress caused a state of dis-ease in my body. Breast cancer was a huge cosmic wake up call for me. Not only did I need to rest but I also needed find out who I was. My kids were grown. I divorced my first husband. And no matter where I went there I was.
I had a lot of stuff to sort through. Putting myself on the top of my priority list was the first thing I had to confront. How dare I, right? The first truth that came to me was that no one would take better care of me than me.
Let me repeat that.
No one would take better care of me than me.
To reach this startling truth and the ramifications of responsibility and accountability blew my mind. How long I lived with the lie, “if you love me, you’d know how to take care of me.” As I spent the first 20 years of my adult like taking care of other people, I expected the same in return. Is it any wonder that I found myself physically and emotionally exhausted?
I don’t believe this mind shift would have occurred had I not slowed things down and turned inward. Breast cancer forced me to slow down. This dis-ease made me look within. Today as a yoga teacher, I don’t want anyone to be forced into facing what I faced.
In the coming weeks I will be sharing with you my own journey with yoga, the benefits and value of this sacred practice, and why going on retreat will help you slow things down and radically turn within.
All that you seek is within you.
February class schedule with Peggy
As the tightness and tension leave my body,
I imagine my big heavy thoughts unwind from my mind,
emptying out through the space between my eyes.
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