It's a hump day...

Yesterday had me meditating on self-love. For several reasons I am feeling a little home sick, which as the owner of the yoga studio frequently says, this is me rejecting the moment and saying no to life (living in the past or future), but alas, it is how I feel. It will change. Also, going to the yoga studio three times a week, I am getting much less body contact, so my body is protesting a little bit. I feel a little empty space inside that I know is my responsibility to fill… and I am opening up to let it happen. I have been using the mantra “I am all I need.”

The body design class felt great last night. There was a lot of energy with 6 students flowing through the sequence. We worked on feeling the energy and reaching through out our whole bodies. We practiced experiencing dynamic standing poses. I am noticing that so much of class is dictated by my energy meeting with the students. If I come in with positivity, support, and a rush to experience the students will meet me somewhere in all of that to explore the class. I feel much more comfortable now with how I organize the class. Originally I was writing sequences and caring too much about the paper and not enough about the students. I stepped back and now I brainstorm a sequence and focus on what parts or the body and aspects of yogic philosophy I want the class to embody. Then I begin class with a rough idea of order and let the energy inspire the sequence.

Last Saturday during the leadership course, the studio owner said that I am trying too hard to inspire my creativity. I was hurt at first (my ego), but quickly accepted the truth of the statement. I am eager. I have a lot of energy. I am still learning how to use my energy.

I stayed out until 4am on Saturday, which wasn't that bad. I was planning on going to the Daegu Body Painting festival on Sunday. In the morning I decided on Sunday I decided not to go, but as soon as my friend rang me, without even thinking, I told him I would meet him in 20 minutes. I had wanted to go fo the past year and it was interesting, but my body clock is still a little bitter.

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