I'm on Day 5 of my 30 days of yoga... I hesitate to use the word challenge, because that sounds a little too competitive. Let's say this- I'm on Day 5 of my 30 days of yoga experience. Yes. Not even a week in, and it's bringing up a lot of the proverbial stuff.
Like, remember when I was afraid of finishing my thesis? I was unsure of what I would do next, and what would define me. Well, let me catch you up on some of the things I've done. I've read books I've been wanting to read since the summer (hello, Megan Silianoff!), consistently slept 7+ hours and reconnected with friends I haven't seen in months, some even years. But most importantly, I've discovered that no one-thing defines us. My thesis was an extension of me, yes. But not a definition.
If I had to define myself, I would say that my post-thesis self is still a writer, always will be. I'm (even more so) an advocate for working hard- and celebrating the fruits of said hard work. I'm a yogi who loves a good glass of wine. I'm a believer in your goals and someone who will help you reach them. I'm a future cellist and watercolor artist (using artist loosely here folks!) And I'm a bike rider with a drivers license.
But, to be honest, none of that defines me. (Re: my values do). So this 30 days of yoga experience is gonna be good. I'm going to shake up my life in the best way possible and explore new extensions of myself. Big things are on the horizon and I can't wait to meet them with open arms and a rockin' practice.