The burdens we carry...
Today in the New York Times Sunday Styles section, there was an article in the Modern Romance column about a man who battle alcohol addiction and found love. At the end of the article, he says something incredibly wise, which I wish I could have said first, myself. He says, "Sometimes I can't help but wonder if the burdens we carry don't end up carrying us."
I am certainly not happy about the struggles I have had with my health and my body, but I know that if it were not for those struggles, I would never have found Ashtanga. So, instead of saying "Breast cancer was a blessing because it brought me to the mat", I prefer, "Breast cancer was a burden that carried me toward my blessings."
Thanks Kevin Cahillane for a beautiful article and a wonderful thought!
Today's Ashtanga practice is discussed immediately below...see "Psoas I was saying...."
YC
2 comments:
Oh, wait. Wouldn't it be Psoas I was saying? Instead of Psoas as I was saying? :o)
OH NO!!!! 8-0
Thank you!!! I will get right on that!! As I am sure you have figured out, I am a big perfectionist, especially when it comes to words!
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