I am so stiff. So weak and unbalanced. It is a lot of work to try and move this way. I fall down a lot. Despite this, I find that it feels soooooo good.
I can't help thinking how much it is like my life right now.
Bending to new ways of living.
Most of it is really, really good stuff
And some of it is a bit scary / unsure / or just plain challenging
Well, it's a mix of both, really, I guess
|Sam the bishop, the devoted dad, the kind husband to a hormonal and sleep deprived wife, facing a still unknown career change -and doing it all with poise, and purpose. Truly a great man.|
|Fast approaching teenage years - and teenage challenges - delightful and sweet|
|New baby - New bliss - Relearning everything again|
It will sound silly, but the yoga is helping to remind me in all areas of my life
accept what I can do - accept my current limits - but continue to stretch myself,
and always, always make time for restoration and meditation (which, for me, includes prayer).
I am hoping to get to the point where it becomes a daily practice. It's hard. I am hardly ever in the mood to start. But it's good to stretch.