I went to yoga class again yesterday. It was particularly hard. There were a lot of poses I simply couldn't do. I can't help but think about how I want to honor my body. When I bought my lunch today, I thought, "Am I honoring my body with this lunch?" I got gimbop and grape juice and a banana. Everything was buy one, gt one free. I gave away a grape juice and a banana (but I ate 2 gimbops). This morning I shared my breakfast with my students. I liked having such a trusting feeling about my food. I know this blog isn't about food or my body, but this is what is coming up for me.
There's a line in a Maya Angelou poem about dancing like there are diamonds at the meeting of my thighs. I want to feel that alive. I want to laugh with abandon, love with my whole heart. I want to feel the passion that comes with peace.
I feel peaceful but not quite peace just yet. The peaceful, though is kind of nice.
(The picture is from a night I was dancing... like I have diamonds between my thighs.
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