Five days is a short period of time.

I was sick, then I was sad.

Moving on.

Today I started my practice from a much different place, and I suppose that's what I've been working towards for the past few days. I came into each pose with the idea in my head that I was forming a piece of art, not molding a dummy into a particular pose. Instead of forcing my body to contort I just tried to plug in to my natural energy flow and move. As a result, I got in to my poses a lot more easily and found myself more able to hold them for an extended period of time.

My brain was worked pretty hard today, so that relaxed practice felt really good. I think that is really the way to practice ahimsa towards myself.

Tomorrow will be another busy day... Dahn, then writing writing writing... make dinner... writing writing. But hey, I'm actually looking forward to it now. Yesterday night I went to bed feeling really horrible about myself. When I get stuck in one of those holes, I can't find a way to pull myself out. Today, I managed to get some help, take my time, and I am starting to construct an essay that I can truly be proud of. I'll post it when I'm done.

Goodnight.