Stretch, stretch stretch....

I was never one for change. I find that I avoid saying goodbye at all costs. Excusing it with "oh we'll keep in touch, we'll see each other again." And perhaps at times that's appropriate. But usually it's just a way to protect myself from that scary, uncomfortable feeling of actually letting go. If I can sum up what I've learned from Bikram Yoga in one sentence it's this: We grow through pain, we change through discomfort. It's the places and the times that we challenge ourselves, that have the most transforming outcomes. It's often the scariest things we do that turn out to help us shed layers of conditioning to reveal who we really are. When we listen to what we yearn for, we our hearing our hearts.

I'm realizing that this journey I am on, these steps that I am taking, are evoking certain emotions and reactions from other people that I didn't really anticipate. I've seen tears and heard laughter. I've received criticism and envy. I've been hammered with questions. It's like I'm stretching my arms way over my head and really feeling myself getting bigger, taller, stronger, but as I go up and really

s-t-r-e-t-c-h out, I bump against the people around me. For some this if uncomfortable, annoying, painful, or reviving. For some it's a wake up nudge. Despite what it feels like or looks like to others, it is inevitable.

I am riding the current of life now and there really is no stopping me. I am picking up speed, charging up and taking off. I feel the momentum of Life, Spirit, and Love. I hear my mind, but feel my heart. I am releasing my fear, surrending to the Higher Power that is everything. I feel as though I'm standing on a cliff. Behind me I feel the pull of fear, doubt and insecurity. Out in front of me, the abudance of the Universe.

I'm ready to leap.