Every so often, I take my own classes. Either by tape recording, reading notes, or videos. What I have noticed is true progress. Not the kind of progress measured by getting better at what I do, but progress measured by my ability to let go and enjoy who I was then and who I am now. Everyone has heard that we are our own worst critic. We sometimes hear that that is what drives people to accomplish goals. I can see that. But what I miss from that type of drive is the belief that what I share matters. All too often, I find that my critiques for myself need more gratitude, because they take away from my feelings of credibility. How many more people would openly share their heart song if they did not worry about the little details that MIGHT be taking away from their works? Centering my intentions on equanimity while I reflect on my works brings a sense of honor to my experience for where I was, regardless of how unpolished it may have been. When considering the duality of enjoying the journey and constructive criticisms~ I will continue to look at my "mistakes" with more ease. I don't want to look blindly towards progress if it makes me miss out on who I was and the authenticity of the moment. We can set goals to direct our energies effectively, but never really own many parts of our future. The future is a gift that we may or may not receive in this human experience. How can one truly appreciate the rawness of the human experience without loving the original form that we have polished ourselves from? What I have gained in the last seven years is not knowledge. It is the experience of appreciation and deeper humbleness for the sacredness of everything whether originally seen as good or bad. I will learn to find compassion for myself, so that I can give it wholeheartedly to others. ॐ Namaste dear friends and pat yourself on the back for... yourself. It is good to be you!
My words may fail me sometimes, but my heart has not. This online class is a blast from the past, that I visited on my mat and in my mind today.