I LOVE Yoga. I am literally a yoga nerd. (However, yoga chicks are definitely NOT nerds!) Recently I was thinking... Unlike most of the way I've lived my life, yoga teaches forgiveness. Of yourself. And the ability to tolerate our moments of failure. Although I am extremely good at yoga, I have realized that I NEVER expect to fail. So I rarely do. And when I do, I am frustrated. But it is fleeting. It doesn't get me down for the next five hours or days, like writer's block might do. I wrote this in my journal one night after yoga:
Friday: Went to yoga tonight and couldn't do a thing. My balance was off and I had a headache when inverted. My mind could not focus. Oddly, I did not feel at all like I could never do yoga again - or that I had failed, or anything other than I had a bad night. I wasn't worried that I wouldn't achieve my peak the next time or anything negative.This made me realize that most of the time in real life, if I have a bad unproductive spell, I'm tempted to believe that I suck. And that I will never finish anything. I wonder why it's so easy not to do this when it comes to yoga?
In addition, I've noticed that in order to achieve the more complicated poses or twists and inversions, you must actually relax into the pose. You contort, and then relax and accept the pose. This made me think about life and how if I just relaxed into my crazy days, that I might find that they suit me better - I am not fighting against myself so much. And I am not judging myself, but allowing for growth and length by sinking in... The same goes for writing. If I can simply relax into a writing routine, forgiving myself for those days and weeks when nothing seems to come out, and believing that I literally can NOT fail, then I am sure to weave a glorious tale. And so will you! (If you follow my yogi-inspired advice :-)