Last friday, I was free. Finally a real true day off where I could do whatever the heck I wanted to. Well sort of.. I “had” to be there for my teacher trainee’s final practicum class at 6:30am and then I was free… well til 2:30pm when the kiddos get out of school. It turns out that “had” to be there wasn’t so bad as she taught a powerful and inspiring practice that set the tone for the rest of my day. After the class I went for a short bike ride that turned out to be a total of 26 miles (my longest and most effortless ride ever). I had a yoga high and a cycling high like no other drug could give me that I was ready to go for another yoga session at 5:30pm.
… and I experienced a sense of “freedom” like no other. From one high to another high A L L D A Y L O N G, I was exuding joy and lightness as if I could conquer the world. Like all things good, I didn’t want it to end.
Of course like all things that come to an end… my high came to an end although it trickled into most of the next day. But two days after was the total complete opposite. Schedule is booked solid from 7am til the sun came down and body felt like a bag of brittle bones. It was challenging to even cycle to work for a merely 3 miles.
… and I experienced a sense of “freedom” like no other. From one stiff muscle to the next A L L D A Y L O N G, I really felt like crawling into a cave to hide under a rock. BUT the freedom I felt was invaluable. The moment I let go of two days ago and how I really wish the feeling of that day would come back, I freed myself from judgement… judging myself and wondering how I was able to do everything I did with such ease and today I could barely lift an arm without aching so bad. What the heck is wrong with me?!
NOTHING! Nothing is wrong with me… Just like emotions that come and go, so does my body. It has it’s own emotions and I’m feeling lucky to be alive to experience myself in all it’s range of expressions.