It’s dark this morning. A moment ago there was a quick flash of lightning; then the thunder. The clouds above arranged themselves into gradient bands of gray; darkest on the top, lighter and lighter down toward the earth.
Dramatic, yes.
After yesterday’s unsuccessful yoga, I decided I needed to work on it. I didn’t like how difficult the things that had been so easy for me a few months ago had become.
So this morning I did a beginner’s practice. Maybe I’ve desensitized myself with all of the workouts for seniors, but I didn’t feel a twinge of anything, aside from satisfaction when I had even a little more flexibility than I had yesterday.
And not to interrupt myself but there was just the biggest bolt of lightning, the following thunder far less impressive than the light show.
Nature is quite a character. Getting some spatters of rain now.
Back to the whole beginning thing, though really it’s the middle of the post, but you’re smart so I know you’re with me.
Whatever knocks us back, no matter how far back it is, there’s always a place to start again. Maybe that line is miles from where we were.
I’m not going to lie, that sucks. Why sugarcoat the uncoatable?
But it’s there, if you want it.
There’s no obligation, of course. Some things are just over and that’s fine.
But it’s OK to begin again. The only person who needs to approve or give you permission is you.
Have a great Wednesday.
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