This long weekend was the best! On Saturday I went out to Newport Beach to watch the Warriors annihilate the Rockets and enjoy a few pre-memorial day drinks before heading home to sleep in preparation for Sunday’s yoga binge.
If you haven’t heard of it before, Ayurveda is the traditional medicine of India that emphasizes balance in the body through diet, lifestyle, exercise, breathing, and cleansing. Rather than focusing on physical “detoxing” and fitness, Ayurveda maintains the mind and body are inextricably connected, and the mind has more power to heal and transform the body than physical dieting and fitness ever could.
In 2014 I made a resolution: To trust more. For me, this was complicated, despite the simplicity of the phrase. Trusting more meant worrying less, not being afraid of the future, or other things I can’t control. It also meant having more faith, taking more risks, being more comfortable being uncomfortable. It’s an ongoing practice, and will always require attention, but 2014 definitely helped me reset with this intention. Here’s what I learned.
It’s a Sunday after a long weekend, meaning all I want to do is veg out, order a pizza, and fall asleep watching reruns of How I Met Your Mother. We all know that expression you are what you eat, and lazy Sundays have a tendency to turn even the health conscious gym-rats into useless bloats. With a long workweek ahead, Sundays are important days for the body to reset and unwind. If you want to look and feel your best at the start of the week, stay away from these tempting indulgences…Read about it here!
“Life is not about waiting for the storm to pass. It’s about learning how to dance in the rain.”
There’s this funny trend I’ve observed while practicing yoga with my friends that I think applies to lots of things in life. When someone begins practicing, the first couple of weeks are hard in a good way and there’s a very clear motivation to achieve something. When it starts to become a routine, yoga becomes an addicting and almost religious dedication. You can see the pride and the determination to go farther. And then something weird happens. It could be a minor setback or a change in schedule or some other uncontrollable thing that makes tests the dedication to the practice. There’s a moment of confusion and, when you don’t freak out against whatever happened the ego becomes terrified that it’s becoming less needed and immediately looks for a reason to quit. And that’s when the love affair with yoga ends. People quit the second that not quitting matters most.
Sometimes I find trips to my hometown mentally exhausting: the schedule is random, family members start asking the “when are you coming home for good” questions (answer: I already am home. I don’t live here anymore), trying to squeeze in visits with every family member and close friend, and accepting all the changes that have happened since the last visit. This was one of those times and I felt pretty overwhelmed by the end of the day and felt it was the perfect opportunity to practice some yoga.