Tonight I am going to yoga. I've not been to yoga since two months BEFORE I left for India. I had no real reasons for not going, just missed one class...and then another...and then another.
I am ready to be back on my mat. Sometimes I think I take these hiatuses for reasons that I can neither explain nor understand. For me, I get to a point where I feel completely confident and comfortable in life and feel like things are going extremely well and that I don't need the yoga to compliment my life. So I stop going and continue to live my life from day to day, dealing with the issues the best I can. Then I start to stress out and become overwhelmed while dealing with all those issues and seek refuge and comfort in the things I know and love most: Mass, my friends, prayer, and yoga. I feel that I run away or hide my feelings because of pride or the fear of burdening my friends. So if I continue to avoid situations that force me to feel and force me to think and force me to deal with these things head-on, I won't have to feel or think or deal. But now, I am ready to deal. I am ready to face things from a different angle and maybe see the world a tad differently when I come out.
I have a lot of energy (duh) and I think it will be good for me to be more grounded at this time in my life. I feel like I am all over the place, and through prayer and yoga I hope to become more grounded, more centered.