Last Night at Yoga

If you’ve ever been to a yoga class, then you probably know most teachers like to spout out some really hippy talk during the practice.  It always sounds really nice and I’m sure they’re being genuine, but most times I’m kind of rolling my eyes.  I can’t really relate and it’s all a little too out there for me.  Suggestions for how to adjust my pose to make it even better and stronger are more than welcome, but vague talk about “your purpose” or “things that don’t serve you” usually go in one ear and out the other.  Sorry, but it’s true!

That being said, I really connected with what my teacher was talking about in class last night.  It was all about the Svadhisthana Chakra or the Pelvic Chakra and to think of it as a bowl of water, that if out of balance, could spill out all your emotions.  The reverse being that the bowl of water would freeze up and you don’t actually feel your emotions.  She went on to suggest that we allow ourselves to notice any emotions that came up during the class, but not necessarily act on them, and that you could translate that to your everyday life.

I could think of a handful of recent incidents when I had let one little thing set me off and totally change my mood (for the worse), so I could definitely relate.  And up until that moment I had always thought being emotional was a GOOD thing.  I had prided myself on being “fully connected to my emotions,” and in this eye-opening moment I realized being a total emotional waterfall might be just as dysfunctional as being unemotional.  Whoa.  So am I going to instantly become the type of person who notices their emotions without always immediately acting on them?  Probably not, but maybe now that I know that’s an option, I can at least TRY to do that more often.

Just some deep thoughts for you on this Wednesday 🙂

 

Wednesday Coffee Date & Real Talk

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^^^^^ One of three rings I am wearing today.  Which is probably too many rings.

NEW COUNTERTOPS TODAY!  If all goes well, I’ll probably be ‘grammin the heck out of it later today.  Be on the look out!

Wait, is it ‘grammin or grammin’?

Halfway through that latte, the almond milk design started to look like the cover of the first Bruno Mars album.  You know what I’m talking about.  It was uncanny.

February is almost over and I am like, “nooooo, don’t leave me!”  March is the worst.  So much snow, not enough baseball.  But I will get to listen to Rockies Spring Training games in my office, so there’s that.

Trivia and deep dish pizza tonight!  Be still my heart.

Okay, can I get something off my chest, real (not so) quick?  Here is a thing that happens after you get married.  Everyone is suddenly on high alert for you to announce you’re having a baby.  I don’t know if Joey feels it, but as a female, the pressure is real.  I mean, it’s probably partially imagined pressure, but I feel like any time I don’t order an alcoholic drink the conspiracy theories start whirling around in everyone’s brains.  The other day, someone I hadn’t seen since I got married came into my office and loudly congratulated me and that’s all it took.  Look, I can’t even remember to turn all the lights off in the house before I leave, let alone take care of another human being so everyone can just calm down and get used to waiting many more YEARS before they hear that announcement from me.  END RANT.

In other news, Joey and I had a full blown discussion about how unrealistic it is that Jason Street and Tim Riggins would be BFFs when they are TWO SCHOOL YEARS apart.  That would never even happen.

Happy Wednesday!