The POSE.Ive said good bye to friends, family, my reign as Austin’s Fittest mama, my BELOVED Lifetime Fitness facility, my FAVE UPS guy, my amazing tattoo artist and fellow mama-friend, and on and on…
I feel as though Ive had ample time to learn of the change, process the change, rant and ramble on all social media channels and in real life about the change and EMBRACE THE CHANGE.
Im as ready as I ever will be to leave the place Ive called home for twelve years and create a new life.
And yet, instead of looking backward and focusing on the ATX (<—-foreshadowing! foreshadowing!), Ive chosen to look ahead.
Not so much even to life in the Bay Area, but to the transition.
My yoga practice this year changed me.
Ive opened my hips, laughed and played and discovered my love of the OM—but no lesson has been as powerful as this one:
The transition is as important as the pose.
Ill be spending the next few days (weeks?) transitioning and focusing on remembering this notion.
I will slow down and notice how the transition feels. I will allow my brain to register all the changes and not HURL myself into Bay Area life merely so I can get to the next life-pose. I wont rely on momentum to propel me into my new routine. I’ll allow my inner strength to slow me down and bring FOCUS to the journey not the destination.OM OFF, People.
And, as much as I’d like to be breezy & blase and say:
I’ll catch you on the flip-side!
We’d both know that would be a lie.
So I shall end this with a more apt & honest:
…and I shall update you incessantly along the way. xo
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