DAY 52: MEETING RANDOM ADVERSITY ON AND OFF THE MAT!

I want so much to believe that the adversity I experience in my life is a lesson that will ultimately help me to become a stronger, wiser person; more deftly able to handle and circumnavigate the slippery slope that can be the interior dialogue in my mind. Instead, dealing with difficult and challenging situations in my life usually reveals me to be a more fragile work in progress. And today, I am okay with that.

We had a hot power vinyasa yoga practice as the 40 Day Revolutionairies. And it felt like we were collectively breathing through stirring straws. So tough; very slow-going, yet we stuck with it, breathing and moving and flowing and sweating. Geting to savasana was a huge accomplishment. We had stayed in the moment, way outside of our comfort zone and pushed through the resistance and occasional pain to reach a higher destination, a more expansive place.

It wasn’t easy and there were only occasional glimmers of fun and yet we emerged on the other side of  the practice, breathless, relieved and transformed. Such is the beauty and potential fulfillment of hot power vinyasa yoga: Flowing through the obstacles, breathing the whole way. It’s good purposeful work. We celebrated one another and our accomplishment on the mat.

My son Dylan of “Be Brave and Be Proud” fame also had great cause for joy as he received word that he  was accepted into Rutgers University School of Business today. I cried. You see, my kids went through a hell of a lot as a result of the implosion of my ex-husband and the ensuing divorce. There is so much bittersweetness in the fracturing of families, especially when there is no closure. And my tears today were for the sheer tenacity and sticktuitiveness of Dyl. He just never quit; worked a full-time job and attended community college, lived with his twin brother Seb and completely supported himself.  Such a great example of how living big and trusting the process, one day at a time, works when you work it.

When I asked Dyl how he felt, here’s what he said: “You know Mom, I’m starting to feel really good about myself. My self-esteem is getting higher. And I’m really glad about that!” Dyl celebrated by buying a round trip ticket to Iceland, a country he has always wanted to visit: Funky, fun and such an awesome reward.

Such a huge heart. Such a solid brave light-seeker. So Much Love.

Aah….. adversity, what would we do without it?

Big Life, Big Light, Huge Love!

About livebig365

Join me as I dive in to the deep end of the pool and challenge myself to live big and love big. What does that mean? In 2012 , I accepted the invitation to push myself beyond my comfort zone, at least once a day, and engaged and responded to my life, or a given situation in my life, in a way that would normally scare the hell out of me. Why did I do it it? Because it was time time to begin, and I was ready! Each day brought a new revelation, lesson, challenge, encounter, a teaching moment, that revealed to me that living big and loving big are uniquely interconnected. Welcome 2013, the year of lovebig 365. Each post was an expression of love experienced, witnessed, inspired, manifested. It didn't always make sense in the moment, and yet its sheer mystery hopefully evoked a beautiful affirmation of life and all of its shimmery brightness; broken up, lovely to behold, tender and full of purpose. 2014, jagged, bumpy, disjointed posts. 2015, silence, and plenty of growth within that silence. Manifesting 2016: The creation of a gathering place for gratitude. Join in the wavering, audacious, unequivocal fun. 2017: Reflection 2018: POWER, MAGIC, TRANSFORMATION
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