I feel different in my head. I see myself differently, my future is unclear, and my sense of who I am seems to be shaky at best.
I have always known who I was and felt like an apathetic passenger in life. But something changed. Where before my future seemed to be locked in, like a set of railroad tracks without an exit, it no longer looks that way.
Instead it seems that life is waiting for me to decide what it is I want to do.
Shocking.
It is like when I see myself doing yoga and then see the changes, somehow this too can happen in life itself.
I make a choice in the morning to do yoga, and each time I do that, I am changing me inside and out. I move and it moves!
I have the choice to play in my Art, to write, to learn something new, but I have to be the one to move.
A new class will not arrive in my living room, new quilt designs do not come crawling into my work area, and I have to be the one to move first.
Before I think I thought, that life would offer to me the opportunity. Now I know that I have to first express the feeling of wanting it.
I wanted to take care of my body better, and I knew by looking at its neglect that it would require something from me. Yet, once I began doing this and have continued, it is giving more back to me than I am giving it.
The more time we spend on taking care of this body the more life it will give us back.
The healthier it is the more it is alive, the more aliveness, the more energy, the more energy the more we feel free to dream, the more we dream, the more life will open up, the more it opens up the more possibilities arise, as possibilities come, along comes the fearless trying, bringing us further and further into our dream!
I can feel the avalanche of life’s possibilities; the sparks dreams are made of, the energy that ignites and explodes and how it all happens.
When I move my dream begins.
