The Pain Of Discipline
Discipline was never a word in my vocabulary growing up. In fact I would never consider myself to be disciplined at all. It took me a long time to understand what it takes to be disciplined. It took many years of practise - specifically Ashtanga Yoga, commonly known as the 6-days-a-week yoga practice, to understand the correlation.
For a long time I have always felt like a fraud especially on days when I missed a practise. It is almost insane to think about practicing every day no matter how much I love the practice. The practice has never been pleasurable until the end - savasana, a.k.a corpse pose. It is hard work. It brings up a lot of emotions. It ruins life. It makes me unrecognisable to myself. Who am I? Who have I become?
It was a long and enduring process - still is in fact. But now I can't imagine not practising. The practice has become my 'medicine' to pain. A therapeutic routine to heal the small fragments of daily challenges. A sane method to calm my insanity living in a fast-moving environment. A solitude oasis of me-time to connect with myself and look within.
It took many years of practice. Many endless moments of struggles. It took years of pain and resistance. It is a continuation of persistence and deep faith knowing that giving up is not an option. It is a result of the pain of discipline.
It is what that drove me to start this blog.
For a long time I have always felt like a fraud especially on days when I missed a practise. It is almost insane to think about practicing every day no matter how much I love the practice. The practice has never been pleasurable until the end - savasana, a.k.a corpse pose. It is hard work. It brings up a lot of emotions. It ruins life. It makes me unrecognisable to myself. Who am I? Who have I become?
It was a long and enduring process - still is in fact. But now I can't imagine not practising. The practice has become my 'medicine' to pain. A therapeutic routine to heal the small fragments of daily challenges. A sane method to calm my insanity living in a fast-moving environment. A solitude oasis of me-time to connect with myself and look within.
It took many years of practice. Many endless moments of struggles. It took years of pain and resistance. It is a continuation of persistence and deep faith knowing that giving up is not an option. It is a result of the pain of discipline.
It is what that drove me to start this blog.
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