The body is shaped, disciplined, honored, and in time, trusted.
-Martha Graham
Without discipline, there's no life at all.
-Katherine Hepburn
You lack discipline.
-Detective John Kimball, Kindergarten Cop
The strict schedule I've been following (details below) is fantastically exciting and a lot more fun than I anticipated. The evenings invite the most challenges, whether it's staying up past 11 or choosing study over board games with friends; it's been kind of a solitary existence. That, I think, is probably necessary at this stage. The tension it's relieving is off the charts, though.
I was on my mat at 6:30 am waiting for yoga to start when a along came a spider and sat down beside her. Her being me. Now, anyone who has ever even heard me talk about spiders or watched me writhe as the mere thought of them crawls beneath my skull and tickles my brain...KNOWS that I hate them. But sitting thereon the mat, I saw the thing and noticed for the first time what a delicate frame it had. My heart didn't react in the least, but my mind began running laps around the studio. I should get rid of it well I can't kill it on my mat and maybe I can just well I can get a piece of paper and scoop but there's no paper maybe I'll... And as these thoughts were forming into sentences in my rational mind, my hands had already descended to the mat and were gently inviting the spider into my hand. I cupped it IN MY PALMS (for Chrissakes) and carried it to the lobby where I released it onto the patio, my brain STILL trying to decide the best way to handle the situation. It wasn't until I had already let it go that I realized what had happened. I had kind and loving thoughts toward something that, on any other day previous, would have sent me screaming to the other side of the room.
Subtler but just-as-significant changes:
drinking green tea at work instead of tea (I hate green tea)
tons of energy all day and in a fantastic mood
more quick-witted
remembering my dreams
consciousness of breath
"standing outside" my emotional reactions with a greater control of their effect on my heartbeat and my words
better food choices in appropriate portions
new-found respect for the body's ability to execute physical activity (providing that my treatment of the body is respectful)
better posture
conscious awareness of the body in space and physical touch
increased sensory awareness
more compassion
patience
give better hugs (and more often)
-Martha Graham
Without discipline, there's no life at all.
-Katherine Hepburn
You lack discipline.
-Detective John Kimball, Kindergarten Cop
The strict schedule I've been following (details below) is fantastically exciting and a lot more fun than I anticipated. The evenings invite the most challenges, whether it's staying up past 11 or choosing study over board games with friends; it's been kind of a solitary existence. That, I think, is probably necessary at this stage. The tension it's relieving is off the charts, though.
I was on my mat at 6:30 am waiting for yoga to start when a along came a spider and sat down beside her. Her being me. Now, anyone who has ever even heard me talk about spiders or watched me writhe as the mere thought of them crawls beneath my skull and tickles my brain...KNOWS that I hate them. But sitting thereon the mat, I saw the thing and noticed for the first time what a delicate frame it had. My heart didn't react in the least, but my mind began running laps around the studio. I should get rid of it well I can't kill it on my mat and maybe I can just well I can get a piece of paper and scoop but there's no paper maybe I'll... And as these thoughts were forming into sentences in my rational mind, my hands had already descended to the mat and were gently inviting the spider into my hand. I cupped it IN MY PALMS (for Chrissakes) and carried it to the lobby where I released it onto the patio, my brain STILL trying to decide the best way to handle the situation. It wasn't until I had already let it go that I realized what had happened. I had kind and loving thoughts toward something that, on any other day previous, would have sent me screaming to the other side of the room.
Subtler but just-as-significant changes:
drinking green tea at work instead of tea (I hate green tea)
tons of energy all day and in a fantastic mood
more quick-witted
remembering my dreams
consciousness of breath
"standing outside" my emotional reactions with a greater control of their effect on my heartbeat and my words
better food choices in appropriate portions
new-found respect for the body's ability to execute physical activity (providing that my treatment of the body is respectful)
better posture
conscious awareness of the body in space and physical touch
increased sensory awareness
more compassion
patience
give better hugs (and more often)
The schedule:
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