I am strong enough to become weak and vulnerable.
I am now open to receive instead of standing in defense, to look at life with an open chest instead of hunched over in protection.
As I did yoga today, in the postures that required me to have my arms wide open and breathing deeply opening my chest, I visualized me receiving.
Opening up like a flower bloom to welcome in the Sun.
Receiving is something that I have forgotten to do for me, yet inside I feel the urge to receive.
I am not sure what, for it is different than wanting or desiring, it is much easier… just being open and soft and welcoming.
My hardness was for self-protection and as I discovered my voice, spoke my feelings and set up boundaries, my hardness began to soften and become supple.
I was growing stronger and softer, exchanging old tired overworked defense muscles for the unused scrunched up receiving ones.
In yoga I notice you have to relax one muscle and tense up the other, it is letting go and pulling, that in order to go deeper you relax one set and flex the other.
Inside I feel strong enough to relax and grow soft, to weaken my hyper alertness for trouble and to heighten my awareness for joy and beauty, to be open to trust and love life in a new old natural way.
