Rolling With the Punches

Right when it was getting good…

I was just getting into a yoga groove and feeling like I was establishing a habit within the past week. That has come to a halt. Yesterday, I was playing football with my two older kids, when  I made a bad catch. I am 99% sure that my pinkie is broken. One thing is for sure, it is too painful to use it and I am unable to move it without screaming in pain. So much Zen…….not. 

     I will say that it has at least taught me a valuable lesson (aside from how not to catch a football). It has been a challenge in positivity. I may not be able to practice hatha yoga right now (for the most part), but that leaves room for more meditation. There is always a silver lining and a way to look at the bright side. We can always be thankful for something. In this case, meaning even if at the least, I am thankful that I didn’t break my arm and that I have health insurance to see a doctor. It is all about gratitude and perception. 

Namaste.

Eating Frogs

     Mark Twain may have revolutionized my days with that single quote. The idea is that if you do the worst thing that you have to do first thing in the morning, then your day can only improve.

     I am going to share my daily schedule ideas with you later, but I felt like I needed to explain this idea first. In the morning, I eat frogs. I make sure that I do whatever I am dreading first so that my day can only improve. So far, this is proven to be very helpful. I feel like the rest of my day is open to more things and I can actually look forward to my day rather than dreading it because of tasks that I’m not looking forward to. I procrastinate less and feel more productive. It also makes it easier to maintain a positive outlook because I can look forward to my day. 

So, go eat some frogs and enjoy the rest of your day.

Namaste.

Unplugged: A Day of Freedom From Our Attachment to Technology

     Yesterday, I began my day perfectly. I started my daily schedule that my husband and I made (more on that later) and was ready to take on the day. Everything seemed to be going smoothly…until I dropped my phone. It did a belly flop onto the hardwood floor. Mind you, this is the second time that I have broken the screen (on THIS phone). I immediately fell into a spiral of depression and anxiety, feeling like a screw up. More importantly, I felt isolated. We just moved to the country and I now had absolutely no way of contacting anyone all day. I couldn’t post in my online support group and I couldn’t text my husband. Every single avenue of support was gone. 

    What did I do? I stuck to my schedule. I ate breakfast, did yoga, meditated, and cleaned. I mean I really cleaned. For the past few months, my anxiety and brain lock (typically revolving around my phone) have resulted in our home being neglected, other than necessary cleaning. Yesterday, I had zero distractions and instead of dwelling on my anxiety, I stayed busy. The results were amazing. 

    I realized how much we rely on technology, specifically our phones. They are great tools and wonderful for momentary entertainment; however, they should not have as strong of a hold on us as they do. I found clarity and time that I otherwise didn’t have by not having a cell phone. For one day, I was unplugged and I really enjoyed it. 

    I encourage you to try it for a day. Turn off your phone and resist the urge to check it. Enjoy the outdoors, catch up on chores and tasks, if you have children, spend some extra precious moments with them. Free yourself from social media. One day is enough for a detox, and you will quickly realize how much you rely on your phone. Unplug yourself. 

Namaste. 

You want me to WHAT in bed?

I have seen so many articles that suggest doing yoga in bed as a great way to start the day. Let’s be honest-that sounded strange to me at first. I immediately imagined someone waking up and balancing atop their quivering mattress while they struggled to hold a mountain pose in their groggy state. 

Wrong. I woke up this morning and decided to give this bed yoga thing a try. I stretched my body within the comfort of my blankets and I am now a bed-yoga believer. Have you ever actually watched a cat stretch after waking up? That is exactly what I felt like. I felt like a cat. So much so, that I was distracted by this humorous thought (because I tend to have racing thoughts at the most inappropriate times-sometimes entertaining ones). 

It was even more helpful that I waited until my husband was out of bed so that I could utilize the entire space. I OWNED that bed. I didn’t have to share. I rolled around, twisted, and stretched until I felt like an energetic kitty ready to pounce on the day. It was truly refreshing, especially for someone like me who doesn’t sleep well at all. I usually wake up feeling very tired and with a general feeling of “ugh.” This technique was actually helpful. 

If you have morning grogginess and laziness, give it a go! The worst that could happen is you get tangled up in your blanket. 

Namaste.

New BeginningsĀ 

Have you ever “woken up” one day and realized that you have somehow lost yourself? Somewhere between the late night study sessions, running around with the kids, and daily responsibilities, your spirit drifted away. You can vaguely feel it there. It’s calling to you; desperate for you to rediscover it. You make several desperate attempts to find it through bar dates with friends or vacations, but you always return home feeling just as lost as you were when you hustled out of the door. Something is missing and you have absolutely no idea what it is, but you would do anything to reclaim it…but how? How do you find something that is lost when you aren’t sure what it is? You aren’t the same person you were ten years ago before starting a family and a career. You are a new development-designed and built from every decision that you have ever made. So who are you NOW?

That is how I felt. I can’t remember the exact day that it happened. For me, it was gradual at first before hitting me like a proverbial ton of bricks. I became filled with an overwhelming anxiety that grew in intensity the longer I ignored it. My husband noticed also, and we tried to think of ways for me to rediscover who I am outside of the many hats that I wear. We both knew it was time to do something, before I am lost forever.
This is my journey of self-discovery, love, and acceptance. My new beginning. I am taking you with me so that you can see what works and what flops. Hopefully, you find something that inspires you to embark on your own journey.

Namaste.