Bhakti & Karma Yoga

   Tonight, I had my first introduction to the Unschool of Yoga, which is named so because of the fact that putting words to our connections while in the presence of our inner spirit would ruin the whole experience. I'm the youngest in the class, by far. I have speculation that the next oldest person is around the age of 20, and some of my classmates and my instructor were speaking of grandchildren, so you can imagine the variety of the room. It was, however, mostly middle aged women. I had some discomfort originally as we had not started out on a good foot (no pun intended) when my mom walked right into the sacred space with her chunky, black high heels. I felt rather anxious in comparison to many of the 2nd and 3rd year students and I'm hoping that eventually, I'll be able to sit in the room with as much ease as they can. I'm so excited and curious to go on a new journey with myself. I think this year is going to be very eye opening for me. I'm getting much farther involved in my creative abilities with writing and not limiting myself so much to what I've always known. I've always been a person of habit, so trying these new things is very eye opening and to be honest, discomforting. I think it'll be okay though, because I have the wonderful people whom I've just met today to help me along. I hope that my gradual personality change is reflected through my writing as well, so that later I can reflect on all of these posts and see my struggle and success. That's why from now on, I don't care what I say, I'm not deleting a post. I'm sorry if I end up hurting someone, though I will try not to, but I must be able to see tangible proof of my growth as a human striving to serve the truth.

We all worked together to make this little guy up here. I did the eyes. :)