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More than a week has gone by since I began my 40-day program at North Shore Yoga. I’m tired; I’m overbooked, but I have to say, it feels pretty good.
I maintain what I observed during the first few days of my revolution. The path to peace is one that comes only after much planning had been done.
I’ve been reading and writing and eating according to a list provided in my Baron Baptiste book. I go to my yoga classes; meditate as directed, and still manage to squeeze in some time for my job, my church and my regular viewing sessions of “Lost.” The funny thing is, I don’t seem to have that much time to be myself when I’m not living according to some bigger plan, be it personal, spiritual or professional.
This week we are to eat fresh things, nothing processed or packaged, which means a lot of (cringe) cooking on my part. Not that I don’t enjoy the process of making food. I do. It is simply an activity that I have forsaken in favor of tending to other things in my life.
Granola bars and Lean Cuisine dinners have been my salvation for sometime now. so it was difficult to put together a personal menu involving things that must be planned and prepared. I sacrificed my Sunday night quiet time despite my culinary trepidation and set out for the grocery store to collect produce and poultry that I would need to wash, slice and bake accordingly.
Maybe it is a result of my regular meditations. I’m not quite sure. But somehow the system of shopping and putting together my meals for the beginning of the week became a sort of meditation in itself. I did it all in my signature methodical style, rinsing and peeling and packing peacefully. For some reason, I did not feel rushed and embraced the two hours I set aside for my physical nourishment. My mind remained focused on what my hands were doing and the phone, my e-mail, not even “Desperate Housewives” could cloud my vision of accomplishing my goal.
Now the lunches are packed and I’m ready to go to bed to sleep off this wonderful exhaustion. But I have to meditate first. Oh, and get my bag together for yoga class tomorrow. And write down everything I’ve eaten today. Wait...wasn’t I about to relax?
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This is big stuff! To quote you, Katy, "The funny thing is, I don’t seem to have that much time to be myself when I’m not living according to some bigger plan, be it personal, spiritual or professional." I had to think about your statement (dare I say, meditate on?) for awhile, and I know I will continue to do so because there are a lot of different facets of your words. Yum. Thanks for sharing this bit o' wisdom. Like you've claimed for yourself, Katy, simply put, I need to know what I want for my life in order to relax into it. I will live to do that, at least for today. oh wait, I guess I'll need to do a little searching and planning first... ;)
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