|ROAR! Like me, except I wear no mustache and my armpits are less hairy. And I'm no man either.|
Dear peeps, I am tired, in a way. I am tired of reading or being told how and who I should be as a yoga student and teacher trainee. I am tired of reading or being told that I should act in a certain way as a yoga student and teacher trainee.
I live by and respect mostly the yamas and niyamas, which has been a natural process anyway. I don't always *think* about them when I do something, thank whoever or whatever you believe in!
Yes there is a but, and here's how it breaks down:
- I am by no means a CareBear, and that's fine. I claim my right to be a b**ch sometimes;
- I claim my right to be my grumpy cranky self and not wanting to hear to "look at the positive side and send good vibrations to the Universe" flowery talk;
- That said, I claim my right to sometimes be in the mood to accept the flowery talk too, and utter it myself;
- I reclaim my right to cry when I listen to the Lord of the Rings soundtrack, as cheesy as that last song may be;
- I claim my right to have my own discipline, and I would appreciate if people would stop calling me crazy. Only *I* am entitled to call me crazy, muahahahaha!
- I claim my right to be who the f*** I want to be, I guess that sums it all.
I've written countless times about change, hell I wrote about it yesterday. But again, it's been a long, sometimes painful, but completely natural evolution.
Getting guidelines and structure is good, but then it's a question of balance and acceptance, first and foremost of who you are and what you are ready to take in.
No one holds the universal truth. Only you do own your own truth, sometimes you don't know what it is yet. It requires some soul searching and study, but in the end, you're the one deciding for yourself. And if something doesn't feel right for you, then it's not right for you now.
I guess this is me, then, round 2 :)
And in the words of the famous (!) Degeneration X, "if you're not down with it, suck it!" (no shame, told ya)