a pause for reflection
i woke up this morning and realized that i have nothing left in my life but a yoga practise, and my family. this leaves me to believe that there is nothing i ever need to leave the house for again. i've heard before of people having emotional releases during postures that trigger certain areas where stress is retained, and until today i had never really experienced that. its 4pm right now. i started my practise at one, and finished an hour later. i've been crying off and on spontaneously for three hours straight, am running a high fever, can't keep food down, can't stand up for long periods of time and am on a memory rollercoaster from hell.none of this was even showing signs before i sat down on my mat, and although i was mildly depressed, i didnt think i was bottling so much. of course, now that i look at it, i can completely understand how and why i would be. all i can say is that i hope this is healing, and i can walk away with more to look forward to than what i walked into it with.