Good Belly Yoga

All my life I have worked hard to excel.

It is in my DNA.

And I often fail.

Sometimes I succeed.

At the end of the year, I do a reckoning, and no matter how others think I did, I had to see what with an unjaundiced eye what I, me, and myself actually accomplished.

All my life, I have known, if you are feeling empty, you may not have the impetus you need to acheive your goals

You can’t get water out of an empty reservoir.

Today I as I write I feel empty, but luckily and happily, because of yoga, I know how to get back to full.

Yoga gave me more space to breathe into my time.

If one of my projects doesn’t manifest, or I fail to show up to my an important appointment and/or forget a date with a good friend, I feel bad. I think I have failed.

Also because I am an old woman, sometimes I wake up grumpy, but get better after my morning routine of stretching and meditating.

I have failed a lot in my lifetime, yet it has made me a better person and yoga gave me the tools to deal with my imperfections.

For one thing: I have more sensitivity to understand other people who are failing.

And the other thing is: the better connected I am with my body, the better my mind works.

This is my personal solution to my grumpy mindstate when I wake up with pain in my back or my hands: I give myself some forgiveness and do the one thing I can do to see my life and efforts better through the yoga eyes inside my mind.

Even though I am growing old, I am learning how to be old better.

My body tells me what it wants and needs, not through my mind, but through a deep understanding that grows out of a lifetime practice of yoga.