“The quality of your life is dependent upon the quality of the life of your cells. If the bloodstream is filled with waste products, the resulting environment does not promote a strong, vibrant, healthy cell life-or biochemistry capable of creating a balanced emotional life for an individual.” ~ Tony Robbins
Struggle pose I call it; to sit straight on the floor with the back arched, your arms reaching out in differing stretching angles that require your spine to fully engage with the movements. This was the challenge early morning yoga class.
I get what's it's all about - support and confidence that your spine will hold you up limber straight, when asked, and flow gracefully supine with the movements. Hah, none of that for me, I'm afraid. Surprise! Surprise!
My whole torso was in a state of stiff, bent puzzlement - like gurl' what the eck' do you want me to do and why, what for, do I really have to?!? I felt a wave of complaint as my backbone, new to the experience, simply couldn't perfect the 'look'. It had a mind of its own opting to bend comfortably, resisting the ensuing straightening, lengthening experience - unsure, questioning, trying, failing, then trying again, and somehow managing to get through the whole experience with a tad of pride that the newness of something, a type of change was hurdled.
For the first time in my life, I'm treating my body as I would a child - with the gentleness, kindness and firm guided discipline of a responsible parent. Every sweat is an enlightening joy of nourishing and creating aliveness. Every movement is an experience, an adventure that unlocks not only hidden strength but colorful positive realizations as the process unfolds.
How wonderful too, to be surrounded by people who believe that the body gets better, fitter and even stronger as one age,s as long as you have consistent faith coupled with motivated action to treat yourself with respect and reverence. I affirm that health and vibrancy is mine - because where focus goes, energy flows
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