Life is like a box of crayons. Most people are the eight-color boxes, but what you’re really looking for are the 64-color boxes with the sharpeners on the back. I fancy myself to be a 64-color box, though I’ve got a few missing. It’s okay though, because I’ve got some more vibrant colors like periwinkle at my disposal. I have a bit of a problem though….
“People are strange: They are constantly angered by trivial things, but on a major matter like totally wasting their lives, they hardly seem to notice.”
– Charles Bukowski
One of the greatest gifts of yoga is that it teaches us how to relax under great strain. This has by far been one of the most valuable gifts for me. I don’t always get it right but yoga has shown me a way to get there, that it’s possible. To smooth out the breathing when your instinct is to make huffy breaths. To have the strength…..
“Admit it. You aren’t like them. You’re not even close. You may occasionally dress yourself up as one of them, watch the same mindless television shows as they do, maybe even eat the same fast food sometimes. But it seems that the more you try to fit in, the more you feel like an outsider…..
This is one of my favorite paradoxes. Two seemingly opposite statements (important? but not serious?) which in fact, are both valid in their own right. I love this one because it snaps you back to reality. It’s all too easy to get caught up in the “business”, “busy-ness”, of the day and to feel as if…..
“The irony of commitment is that it’s deeply liberating — in work, in play, in love. The act frees you from the tyranny of your internal critic, from the fear that likes to dress itself up and parade around like rational hesitation…..