Day 74: Another Round


It’s another Monday full of adventures and new discoveries today. I have been waking up at all hours of the night the past several weeks mainly because I get up so early on Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday that my body doesn’t know what day it is. On Sunday, my alarm for no reason that I can think of went off at 5am. I keep doing these routines with the reality of not being rigid. However, how do you start a routine and manage to keep that routine without being rigid?

I have been keeping to a simple routine of getting all the stuff that I need to get done. JalNeti, private yoga practice, pranayama and meditation. I have been doing this along with trying to eat properly, type notes to study and have a little time to relax and have some recreation time. I find that when there is one thing not checked off the list, I get completely flustered and feel like the entire routine is blown. After a few moments, I realize this is not the reality but I simply did not have enough hours in the day to do everything I wanted to do.

It may seem petty to worry about such things but I’m trying to better my life in ways that I can’t even imagine. I am creating a yoga program for an online subscription service where I can use my coaching and yoga teaching skills and combine them to help others that I know are struggling with some of the same things. I want people to be happy in this world but it first starts with me. I have not lost the element that I am not perfect but, in that imperfection, I am absolutely perfect.

I have dreams of teaching others to become teachers as well to build an army of teachers helping families to become whole and happy. We often blame the helpless because they can’t fight back but what is so wrong with looking at your home environment and acknowledging that a little mindfulness will go a long way. I’ve worked with the jaded and it is no picnic but I refuse to let those experiences detract from my purpose. It is here that my bravery, courage and ambition comes into play.

With dreams still in the works, I find that I am right back in the days where I would spend hours staring a blank canvas waiting for it to ‘speak’ to me. I am not waiting for a canvas but for a time that everything comes together. This time where I am not traveling across the world and enjoying all of the people on this planet. It makes me sad to think that one day in the near future all of this will be memories. It is even scarier to think that in just a few short months, everything that I know now will change and a new routine will be made.