Life throws you curve balls. Setbacks happen.
I was sick these past two weeks. Not your average run of the mill cold, I had strep throat, was extremely congested and when accompanied with the extreme anxiety and homesickness I've been experiencing lately, it really knocked me on my ass. It's difficult to practice pranayama when you can't breathe through your nostrils in the slightest and asana isn't overly comfortable when your joints are achy, like old rusty hinges.
So, I took a break from seriously practicing yoga - physical, mental and emotional yoga - physical yoga and life yoga. And I learned a valuable lesson from doing so.
If I do not live in the present moment, if I let my past create worries and my future create anxieties, if I let my consciousness be governed by ignorance, then I will suffer. My immunity will decrease as a result of my mind working overtime (where your intention goes, your energy flows) and the extra energy and effort needed to do this, is transferred from elsewhere - in this case, my physical body. I stopped taking care of myself and my body responded, my mind responded and my soul responded. I became sick, I became stressed and I became sad and angry with myself. It resulted in an overall feeling of fogginess. There was no trace of clarity and the challenge of getting back on track was ever so real.
I'm trying to get back on track. I'm battling mental conflicts with rational, present minded thinking. I'm attempting to honour and accept emotions. I'm introspecting and re-integrating all forms of yoga back into my life. Asana, pranayama, meditation, mindfulness, writing and Ayurvedic lifestyle modifications. It's not happening with the snap of my fingers but I know that consistency and commitment are key to experiencing contentment in any form.
I am here. I am here now. I am.
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