You really have to know on a deep internal level when to push forward regardless of what happened and when to slow down and reflect. I think this is why I’m obsessive with body movement. How lucky are we that we do not need to process everything in the mind? Hot yoga for example, is a metaphor for truth to me. When I lean into the fire whether in my body or in my mind, I discover a truth that is always shifting, always merging, but so long as I keep its essence in my line of sight, its shifting does not cause me harm.
















