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Little Messages ~ It happened like this...

I was feeling particularly pensive this morning,
nay, panicky is more apt!
It was yoga day and I didn't want to go,
to make the effort,
 like I needed to rest from this attack of panic!

I felt I'd left all that behind, 
all the panic thoughts,
I'd done the work, 
the self help, personal development....
I'd made strides over the years, 
and besides
being older now, I assigned these 
feelings as part of the path from youth to middle years.


It was a difficult decision, but I 
got ready anyway, resisting my thoughts,
but they continued to follow
and
 bombard me all the way to the studio.
Feelings of not being able to trust my 
own judgment on many levels.
Yes, the familiar fear
feelings had risen
again.

Once on my mat the thoughts started to subside
and melt with each soothing chime sound,
deepening as a soft voice from the front uttered
"relax and simply breathe".

It was after the stretching postures
whilst relaxing in tadasana,
that I truly came home to myself 
I was already silently repeating the word
TRUST
with every in breath,
letting go with every out breath.

I then heard the soft voice from the front,
echoing my inward chant audibly ~>

"TRUST,
 there's nothing to fear,
nothing to forgive,
nothing to achieve,
I am what I am".

Comments

Miss Robyn said…
me too {{{hugs}}} xo
Carola Bartz said…
Sometimes so difficult to achieve, this trust.

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