"You Rock"
How many times do you hear this is a day, "you rock"?
It occurs to me the language we use to describe ourselves has some impact on how we view ourselves.
It was brought to my attention recently by a loving friend, my language describing myself was hurtful to her. I had just finished saying in a fairly blithe manner," I'm trashed" meaning to me, I'd had a long day and was very tired. She pointed out to me, how what I say about myself has energy. It gave me pause . If It has energy to build or destroy, what am I creating? I began to think about this in earnest . What other things am I saying about myself that are off creating their own reality inside of me?
I began to notice, I use this term to describe many of the folks you'd ordinarily see in a power yoga class. I 'd refer to them as "yoga hard bodies".
I noticed I do this in part because I am not one of them. I am middle age (for a sea turtle) and roundish. Using this term, "yoga hard body" got me thinking. I have always aspired to be one of them, as I assure myself I can and will be compassionate towards the body I do have.
So I set out to apply myself to this conundrum. How to have compassion and honor the gifts I have in this body, and how that relates to my yoga practice on and off the mat.
If not rock or hard body, what am I . I sat with this thought.
What happened was I began to feel liquid. Science tells us water seeks its own level. If I am liquid, am I seeking my own level? What are the levels in my, mental, physical, spiritual bodies?
The opposite of liquid, rock, "you rock". What does this say about what I am or am not?
If I am liquid, I can fill all my own spaces equally, with equal pressure on all surfaces. If I am liquid I am open to flow in a limitless and incredibly spacious way!
If I rock then where can I go but where my size and stiffness fits what is around me? This feels limiting when I translate this into my life. Would I rather be rock or liquid?
How many times in the past have I also been "the rock " to a friend, steadfast and unchanging, for someone to"count on". Can I not be counted upon while staying true to my nature to be liquid?
Prana is breath, life force, it is the stuff of life. I must breathe, take in prana, life force. Prana fills all the empty spots and vacant corners, like liquid it seeks its own level, filling me with my very life. How can I hold away Prana. Is then liquidity another expression of the stuff of me that desires to flow, to seek my own levels? Can the care I take with the way I speak about myself, refer to myself, become an sign of my growing compassion for myself.
It occurs to me the language we use to describe ourselves has some impact on how we view ourselves.
It was brought to my attention recently by a loving friend, my language describing myself was hurtful to her. I had just finished saying in a fairly blithe manner," I'm trashed" meaning to me, I'd had a long day and was very tired. She pointed out to me, how what I say about myself has energy. It gave me pause . If It has energy to build or destroy, what am I creating? I began to think about this in earnest . What other things am I saying about myself that are off creating their own reality inside of me?
I began to notice, I use this term to describe many of the folks you'd ordinarily see in a power yoga class. I 'd refer to them as "yoga hard bodies".
I noticed I do this in part because I am not one of them. I am middle age (for a sea turtle) and roundish. Using this term, "yoga hard body" got me thinking. I have always aspired to be one of them, as I assure myself I can and will be compassionate towards the body I do have.
So I set out to apply myself to this conundrum. How to have compassion and honor the gifts I have in this body, and how that relates to my yoga practice on and off the mat.
If not rock or hard body, what am I . I sat with this thought.
What happened was I began to feel liquid. Science tells us water seeks its own level. If I am liquid, am I seeking my own level? What are the levels in my, mental, physical, spiritual bodies?
The opposite of liquid, rock, "you rock". What does this say about what I am or am not?
If I am liquid, I can fill all my own spaces equally, with equal pressure on all surfaces. If I am liquid I am open to flow in a limitless and incredibly spacious way!
If I rock then where can I go but where my size and stiffness fits what is around me? This feels limiting when I translate this into my life. Would I rather be rock or liquid?
How many times in the past have I also been "the rock " to a friend, steadfast and unchanging, for someone to"count on". Can I not be counted upon while staying true to my nature to be liquid?
Prana is breath, life force, it is the stuff of life. I must breathe, take in prana, life force. Prana fills all the empty spots and vacant corners, like liquid it seeks its own level, filling me with my very life. How can I hold away Prana. Is then liquidity another expression of the stuff of me that desires to flow, to seek my own levels? Can the care I take with the way I speak about myself, refer to myself, become an sign of my growing compassion for myself.
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