Do you love you?
I will be honest, the past few weeks have been terrible. As a yogi, it is hard to say that you aren’t coping. It is hard to explain to people that you have lost your inner zen and are barely hanging on. But I am tired of hiding behind the facade of composure that a yoga pose provides. In this post I am going to be open and vulnerable, so brace yourself.
I don’t like what I see in the mirror.
I look at others and see beauty in everything they embody. I love being healthy and I am always fascinated how health and beauty looks like on various bodies. I can see their beauty, but I cannot see mine. I feel disgusted (yes I said it) when I look in the mirror and realise that I am not lean. I pull on my belly fat and contemplate plastic surgery; sad I know.
However, a few friends have reminded me when I started yoga in the first place. I began yoga out of curiosity and continued out of self-love. I found happiness on the mat. In the time it took me to move from setting a mantra to savasana, I experienced inner peace. The goal was never to get fit, the goal was to love myself unconditionally. And I have allowed myself to become distracted.
Self-love starts today.