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Skies that mimic my heart🖤
When I’m feeling emotional pain, I always self sooth with physical pain. I let it out physically through my body, my skin. Back when I didn’t know any better it used to be in unhealthy ways like self mutilation. . Now, it’s a workout. Same concept. Better results. . For me, certain types of movement will clear my mind and heart. It creates a clean slate from which to better approach the day. A run, yoga. I do these types of workouts when I want to find peace. But when I’m emotionally stressed out, or heartbroken, I brutalize my body. I’ll want to give up, muscles burning and fatigued but then I think about my life situation and the frustration and hurt goes straight to every fiber as energy. I tremble and push through it gritting my teeth because I know afterwards I’ll wear the emotional pain as physical pain and I’m much better equipped to manage that in my life. . In my workout today, I just about died. Today was a hard day and tomorrow my emotional pain will manifest itself as sore legs and weak arms. And that’s just fine by me. #oulavienage
C’mon spring!! We are rooting for ya! Gimme warm days and wildflowers please. I’ll be waiting🙋🏻‍♀️
Take me to the top and watch me fall in.
Stttaaahhhppp breaking my heart in the best way🥰
As I flowed through posture after posture, seeking, asking, pleading, I found no guidance. As I lay in Savasana, a spiritual place where everything hums as one, I was out of tune. . My breath showed up to support me as tears flowed down my cheeks, salting my lips. My body remained strong through the difficult poses as my muscles quivered and shook under their own weight. My heart remained brave and open even though I know the truth is that I am alone. . I came in search of answers. To the mat in need of direction. But all I found was more struggle. More chatter of the mind trying to logic it’s way through these difficult times. I expected answers but that’s not how life works. . Peace is nowhere to be found. Self love, yes. Trust, absolutely. Gratefulness, in abundance. But the turmoil in my soul still writhes uncontrollably. . There’s a lesson to be learned here and I have to show up. Even when things aren’t neat or pretty. Even when my body and my heart hurt. Even when I am rejected and looking for comfort. . Just be. Sit in this moment. Lean into the pain. Lean into the frustration. Lean into the struggle. Feel your heart tighten in your chest, feel your throat constrict. Feel your nose get tingly. Feel the sobs deep in your belly and let them be. Say thank you. For all that you have. For all that you’ve experienced. For love unconditional. And never forget, that you are magic.

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