Happy Sunday Funday, Friends!

Yup, just like that in the beginning of class. I didn’t expect my morning yoga session to be so emotional, but I let it flow. I used to hide my tears and fight the urge to cry. Truth is, I feel a lot lighter, and my mind feels clearer after my cry fest. My yoga teacher tells me it’s energy that needs to be released so it feels good knowing what doesn’t serve me is gone, for the moment. The only truth I know is this journey has been a huge awakening that I am so grateful for, and I will always be a W.I.P. (work in progress).  

I’m trying to bring myself on or over my edge every breath and yoga practice. When I’m holding a pose for 5 breaths my mind immediately wants to bring me out of my pose. It’s uncomfortable and my mind is running immediately to the “release” button. I must focus on my breath and every breath in and out. The more I breathe into my body part the less it’s invading my mind. I can reach lower or higher and have more power in my asana. My best yoga sessions are when my mind brings breath and my body flows with fluidity. It’s really a beautiful feeling and soul cleansing. 

Speaking of cleansing, I tried a float tank last week. They claim to detoxify, relax, and tame anxiety among other benefits. At 1st look I didn’t understand how you could possibly relax and abolish stress and anxiety while entering a tomb with a door. Welcome to my life. 

I quickly undressed and showered to neutralize my pH balance before float time. I climbed in and it was neither hot nor cold. I bet it’s set at 98.6. There was a light and a switch inside the tank. The host told me they would play music when it’s time to get out so I can enjoy the peace without fear of going over my time. It was so quiet, and I used a floating neck pillow to sprawl out. After what felt like 10 min, I was brave enough to close the door. I waited another 10 min and turned off the light. I must say I was so relaxed that I might’ve dozed off. I felt like a new woman when I left. I’ll be back, no doubt. Sidenote: everything you touch with wet float hands turns to salt.  

I never really thought I was a stressed person and felt like I handled it well. I don’t. I realized this week that I am not immune. I have been spending a lot more time on my mat this week to cope with my newly inherited stress baby. Everyone should utilize their crutch during stressful times, whether it be good or bad. I have four yoga teachers I have bonded with and have all my trust. Their knowledge and insight on what I am not seeing or feeling is inspiring and makes me want to delve deeper into my practice. It truly takes a village, right? Don’t sell yourself short, take up all the space and spend the investment and time on yourself. You will not regret it. I love repeating my morning mantras and remind myself I was born with a purpose. We all are. W.I.P. 

I know with spring being here I’ll be spending way more time outdoors enjoying the tranquility. I started my seedlings of Chamomile, Lavender, sage, basil, echinacea, and yarrow. They are sprouting and some are 4″. I find peace in my hobbies, and I learn a lot about myself when challenged so I cannot wait to see what this garden season brings me. I’m hoping an abundance of joy!  

I will be sharing recipes soon every Tuesday, I’m thinking, so stay tuned! I love to cook and tweak recipes to me and my family’s taste. I love all foods and ethnic cuisines so be prepared for an assortment! Food and family are my love language. 

**Bekah tip – grocery shop for the week on Saturday evening. Everyone is somewhere else and it’s awesome!! 

 
Namastè, friends! 

All artwork created by Amaia.

All pictures by Lenape Spiritual Yogi Awakened.