Thursday, August 14, 2014
So, yesterday, I ate whatever my brain wanted. Someone is being mean to me and I let that hurt my little princess feelings and I was already flattened by the suicide of Robin Williams and the stories of war and famine and disease and I had an emotional response and just ate whatever I wanted. I even ate a piece of cornbread that wasn't vegan, knowing that I was making myself sick.
Today, I feel TERRIBLE. Terrible. Like I've been in a car wreck. My joints are inflamed and tender and I'm really stiff. I, yoga practitioner and instructor, can barely touch my toes right now. (It doesn't help that I dropped the blender on my toe and may have broken it. Injury to insult.)
So, here's the thing: you fall off the horse, you get back on the horse.
Today, I'm getting back on the horse.
Because this particular horse gets me where I want to go.
Everyone has to find and define his or her own horse. That's your life's work right there: finding the horse that gets you where you want to go. In my case, I want to find my way to radiant health. I think my vehicle to get there is diet and yoga and meditation and mindfulness. I'm dedicating the next six months (the ramp up until I turn 50) to remaking myself cell by cell until I get to optimal health.
I'd also like to gather stories of others who are doing the same, or who have already found their particular horses. If you have an inspirational story to share and might agree to being interviewed for my next book (a compilation of stories like these, plus resources, research and my own story of moving through chronic pain to optimal health,) I would love to hear from you. Shoot me an email at firstname.lastname@example.org)
Namaste. Thanks for riding along,