I am strapping myself in for one hell of a ride, and after the first week it has been compelling, discombobulating and full of the kind of dips and freakish turns that I imagine must be part of a roller coaster experience. Kripalu has not disappointed. And I am changing; and doing really well, and have some tender moments and experiences that form the foundation of my first week here that have revealed themselves to be something like the glimmer between my inhale and exhale.
I am refining and nuancing my true authentic self and here’s how it has presented itself so far:
- I’m cool with it, even though, honestly, I arrived last week and thought I was just going to travel way above the fray on the self-work journey; kind of a been there done that attitude. It’s happening anyway and I’m just going to go with it.
- Trust! I live in trust that all that unfurls from this experience will continue to reveal to me all that I have ever dreamed to be, that I already am.
- Sometimes, mostly the unrelenting 5am, which is way out of my comfort zone, it just feels like f*cking hard work; brandishing a wayward gesture at the vanishing moon as I whip up Route 183.
- I don’t need to know any of the reasons why, the hows, the what might becomes. I just need to purely stand still in the moment and bear witness to all that reveals. Quietly, Serenely and Completely; formidable invitation!
Week 2 begins tomorrow: WHOOSH!