Reflections on the last 100 days.
Life belongs to the living, and he who lives must be prepared for changes.
~ Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
The Daily Love posted this affirmation of the day to Facebook:
I will attract a mate who is ready to love me.
I met a boy who wasn’t my type. He was emotionally stable, good-looking and intelligent.
My student insisted upon teaching my Sunday morning yoga class.
So that I could go to my college graduation.
I traveled to Philadelphia from Pittsburgh and found a place to live… with my sister and our three cats.
These words resonated in my head for the rest of the week:
Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that.
I spent three days with a drillbit, taking down the stage of my childhood theatre company.
I made a bookshelf out of scraps from the stage.
I made an investment in my future by going into debt.
Yet I couldn’t be happier as I filled out my school loan applications.
I had a slumber party with my Grandma.
She shared with me dozens of journals from trips she took with my grandfather. She talked about wanting to make a book out of them, somehow, someday.
I took up boxing after watching The Fighter.
I uncovered the difference between wants and needs in relationships.
My whole body resonated with happiness and gratitude. I sent my sister this book.
I said goodbye to Pittsburgh, my home of 21 years, for the time being. I said goodbye to my yoga studios. And I said goodbye to my animal shelter.
I had coffee with my best friend before getting on the road.
I realized what it truly means to wish nothing but the best for someone.
After running into an ex.
I helped open a yoga studio. I sanded, painted, scrubbed, and became best friends with my toolkit in those seven days before the studio opened.
Then I taught the first class to 35 students.
I felt profound guilt at the passing of my childhood dog, Maggie.
I’m still working on letting that guilt go.
After severe burns my whole life as a ginger, I finally considered the real possibility of this:
And decided to rock a onesie at the beach: Audrey Hepburn style.
I was reminded to choose my battles wisely…
…When all I wanted to do was fight.
I practiced yoga outside the Liberty Bell with a group of 30 + yogis.
I got bugs in my nose and sun in my eyes, but Locust Pose never smelled better.
I got in a (minor) car accident…
…On the way to meet my boyfriend’s whole family.
I learned what stillness really means under the uncontrollable body aches associated with strep throat.
Kathryn Budig posted this to Facebook and it changed my whole day:
It’s one thing to keep your cool when things are easy; but it’s completely different when things start to get hard. THAT’s yoga.
And I realized how far 100 days can take a person.
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