molding oneself

The drive home was full of laughter with my mom. We made it safely and now have beautiful memories of the weekend we will cherish forever.

Once home this evening, the welcoming of my stepdad and puppies followed by sushi with the boyfriend and (of course) some Half Price Books hunting, I got BACK home around 10:30. As lately, I proceeded to roll out the mat and participate in a more restorative routine after a shower and in my PJ's. Tonight I chose to do a 20 minute routine with Adriene on YouTube. Something she said stood out to me: "recognize how you have carved out this time tonight." This word carve echoed in my head as I tried to pay attention to my breath.

Carving time. Not setting aside time. Not scheduling time. Not taking time. Carving time. I suddenly got the image of my life as this ongoing piece of clay that every day I am molding and carving details into that reflect who I am as a person, what I have accomplishment, what are my values, where I have been, how I balance the things in my life, where I am going, how I got there, and on and on. And as I sat through my yoga session I recognized the value in the act of carving these 20 minutes out of today.

I did not set it aside, for I do not look at yoga as a separate entity from the rest of my life. In actuality it is quite intertwined as I often bring my problems to the mat and leave with solutions, balance, peace.

I did not schedule the time, for yoga is fluid and does not require a rigid approach. I do it in the morning sometimes in the afternoon or evening and even at 11:30 PM.

I did not take time away from anything in order to practice yoga. Time is always moving and I choose to use time how I know it will best serve me and my purpose. The act of practicing yoga enhances all of my time.

We are clay makers constantly carving out our life. What do you want your sculpture to be?