I am still not me this week. I am so tired + confused. I can't lie. But, I did come home and throw together a full dinner from scratch and was quite happy with the results. I have not created any extra noise in my home tonight. No radios, TVs, nothing. I need some silence and an earlier bed time. And, the hopes of collapsing into a good book.
After I ate my delish meal, I went upstairs to my studio room that I use to do all other things. Today it was some quiet time to lay on a yoga block in
supta baddha konasana for a really long time. I needed to center myself and
listen to my inside. And, the only way I can really hear it all is to just stop and
Be still. After some time passed, I found my way to a deep child's pose and I may have fallen asleep. (My shoulder stretched out a bit as I swear it is causing havoc on my soul). My body is one tight mess and I did take a yoga class last night. I am kicking myself, like I often do, when I let things go to a standard
lower than I appreciate. I miss the nonstop yoga gal I became last year. I just don't know what I have in me right now. Oddly, maybe not so oddly, I found myself suddenly crying in child's pose. This has happened to me before. I am just drained and a bit lost. I could really use a damn big hard hug. A real good solid
it's-going-to-be-okay-squeeze. But, I would then just cry some more. And, I am not exactly sure why. I am just tired. The rain is annoying. And, the house needs a good vacuuming! The job is stressful. The office morale is low. I lost a good friend. Gosh, I am just exhausted with things right now. And, I feel guilty complaining because, luckily, I have my job.
I need to set some
intentions and place them on my
dressertop altar. I can at least start with that. I can ask for some guidance of some sort to pull me through more than just the motions.
Each day will get easier.
I know this. The sun will come out sooner than later. Yoga will come back to my life maybe in a different form + space then I was used to. The house will eventually get re-organized. And, Javier will get some play time.
But, for tonight, I am allowing myself this place to be a bit disheartened. And, to admit that being a single gal is not always the easiest thing when you have a troubled mind. But, only some of the time. Because, really,
I am so lucky to have such amazing friends who always lend me a hand and pull me up + out of my headspace.
I still think that there is some bigger purpose for this Time. And, that I have only experienced the half of it.
xo,
kat.