Practise

Everytime I check into the heated studio, I stare at the mirror at myself. Of late, I find my stare more intent.
Focus on yourself. There is nothing more important than yourself for the 90 min. Out of this room, out of this 90 min, do what you want, what you need. But for now, just focus on the person in the mirror staring back at you.

All your beauty, all your flaws, all you.

Breathe and focus. There is no perfection. Everyday I discover a part of me that I didn't know existed. Every class I discover a pain that never before surfaced. Every time I leave the room, I feel renewed. Renewed with pain. How sadistic. The only way to get rid of pain is to go back again to stretch the painful muscle, the tendon, until the pain goes away. The longer you let it rest, the longer the pain you have to live with.

For now, I need to refocus and refine my practise. To deal with the commotion outside of the studio, outside of the 90 min of 'me' time. One day I will find my renewed strength and grace to deal with the brutal world outside.