A Loss For Answers

Today was back to work for me. Starting last night there was this nasty knot in my stomach. I’ll be honest, I just didn’t want to go back to work today. I’m sure I’m not alone.

Anyways, I got my bootie out of bed early so I could begin the day with a 45 minute Yoga practice. I was feeling incredibly crunchy this morning, so I opted for more gentle, restorative postures. But somehow, that nasty knot actually transformed more into nausea as I tried to find some form of peace on my mat–some solace in my breath or the moonlight that was shining through my window. But my monkey mind was having a field day badgering me with what is so wrong with my job, my life, my body, my self.

Not the way to begin a new year. Or a Monday.

Unfortunately, I CHOSE to carry this crappy mind frame with me throughout most of my day–and things just started to get worse and worse. I even, “absent mindedly” locked my keys in the car. Yeah–ONE of those kind of days.

Sunday I was having great rays of light zap me and create HUGE epiphanies in the car. Monday I was back to square one throwing big baby tantrums in my head.

After today I feel a bit hopeless and at a loss for real answers. But, what I do know is that I plan to stay COMMITTED to my Yoga practice and TRUST that this is the right thing to do in discovering my TRUTH–and the TRUTH of all this actually.

Peace & Love.