Can't sleep, stumbled across Megan Currie's website, watched a video of her doing her amazing asana practice in her sparsely decorated apartment. It look so simple. I live with 1 husband, 4 children and 2 dogs. Life is just not that simple, it's complicated, messy, cluttered, and wonderfully full. At times I long for simplicity, sparse decor, minimalistic ... they all fight me. Each beautiful little hoarder that I live with wants more and more stuff. We are all messy with the stuff we have which is stressful to exist in. It gets overwhelming all the simplifying, streamlining that I want to do and … there it is, the
second arrow ... guilt - showing up as a tight throat and heavy heart. "What kind of Santosha is this?" followed by my inner teenager telling that voice to "Fuck Off". Sometimes I really like the raw truthfulness of teenagers.