What a frigging relief.
I don't have to live up to self imposed unattainable standards. I'm my own worst nightmare.
You know what I always wanted to do? Write. Just write. And that's what I'm going to do. Get back to basics.
I was brought up athletic and I love to play sports, but somehow, with teaching and considering myself a role model, I've lost my love. I've lost what I want to do. I'm just a shell.
I used to be somebody. Then I was nobody. And now, maybe, I can be who I really am - just simply me, no strings attached.
That's my New Year's Intention. To be me. To open my mind to the Light. To let the Light shine through the me. That's it. Awareness. Clarity. Simplicity. Get back to basics.
First and foremost I'm a mother of a two year old. I'm a stay at home mum. I'm tired of feeling that being a mother is in the way of what I really should be doing. I am what I am. Not more, not less. And I'm telling myself, not you. I'm explaining something very simple to myself.
It's been painful to lose the person I thought I was. To lose the Somebody part of me. I didn't want to give it up. And I've been so miserable maintaining a façade of Somebody. Underneath there was a deep fear I was Nobody. And that's kept me trapped between fear and struggling to revive the shadow of a used to be. Much worse than a Somebody. Just a used to be.
And I know this is a struggle going on in my mind. I'd be labelled mad, for sure, if anyone could hear what was going on.
Anyway, one step at a time. To begin with, I am not a yoga teacher.