Looking back at the most challenging time of my life I realize that there were people who opened up doors for me that literally saved my life. However, I have also been dealt many cards of “tough love” where I was asked to stumble and find my way through those doors on my own.
Old habitual patterns of “helplessness” make me feel like a headless chicken seeking shelter. Yet
deep in my heart I know that a big part of it is about dealing with it on my own. The extrovert in me wants to whine to everyone about my problems and yet a wise (and sometimes hard) voice inside says “you can do this”.
Having gone through a similarly rough time recently I struggled to find the balance between calling upon the inner strength I have been building consciously with my Yoga practice, and being humble, smart and skillful enough to accept it from those who are readily offering it.
One of the things I have been doing to help build my inner strength is going on Yoga retreats. Being with myself sheds light on my tendencies and where I need to continue to grow.
Om Shanti, Shanti, Shanti.
Metta Always, Weam