23 June, 2013

Stirring the well

Today was Gentle Yoga with Elizabeth McElveen.

Lately, I have had a lot of strange "stuff" coming up. All of a sudden, I am thinking about my childhood again, in ways I haven't thought about it for a long time. Trying to get at what must have, or might have been the circumstances that shaped who I am today. And it's not because I started seeing Dr. Freud, or anything. I think what's happening is that the practice I have been doing has been stirring up the muck at the bottom of the well. And it's a deep well, so I don't even know all of what's down there. And the paddle doesn't even go all the way to the bottom, so I stir, and then it might be days, weeks, months before everything that is going to come up comes up.

And stuff is coming up.

I suppose it is a good thing because that stuff is down there. And if it doesn't come up, it's just... down there... even though I may not see it or know it, stuff we don't know about surely "flavors" the water in the well.

It was another day that I wasn't very excited to go to yoga. I still have not been sleeping well, and I took Saturday off. Sometimes skipping a day of yoga makes me not want to go to yoga. I need to stay on top of the routine, because it's easy to decide that being a sloth is relaxing.

Lots is in transition. The job, travel, you name it.

Where will I land?

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