5 Weeks!

I though when I got here that I'd feel strange and intimidated by all the yoga babes and hippie types. I'm perfectly at home. I'm actually kind of popular. Yesterday, I cleaned the mildew off my shoes. They're sitting outside my tent drying. I still get up before the slightest hint of morning light to move and chant. I shaved my head to cut ties further with the physical in order to allow myself to better free what my body holds from my awareness. I thwarted a relationship and with the help of a therapist used the experience to expose and break a lifelong pattern of attracting and repelling the men I want. I eat well. I sleep well. I don't think I've ever looked more beautiful in my life. I've never felt more beautiful. It shows on my face. I no longer feel like this is a crazy beautiful dream. This is my life. It's always been my life. I train my lungs to hold more air so I can take bigger breaths. Simply breathing is such a delight. Being sad. Being happy. Being. It's a delight. I want more of it; so, I am using the tools available to create space within me for more joy. What a privileged life I lead. I get to take time out simply to become capable of containing more love, more joy and more Spirit. I could write more but words don't do my experience justice. I feel I'm leaving even happiness in the dust. I just am. And it's wonderful.