Embracing my fire

Recent events have ticked me off just in the right way to fire up my temper. This time, I know I’m not escaping from sadness because I’m feeling a deep injustice, and I don’t think it’s the fruit of my imagination. I’ll wait for one more day before explaining further.

Something in me is in rebirth. Like the phoenix, a flame is hatching from my heart. I desire to participate in life again. I must express my gratitude for the unfair treatment I received this week as it reawoke a deep sense of worth in my gut. Coincidentally, a returning client who contacted me in the morning energized my optimism even if I’m far from having achieved a balanced budget. It’s not much, but it will do since restrictions are stopping me from fully working.

In Ayurveda, I’m a Pitta, so my soul needs heat to function. I’m in a perpetual balancing act between fire and water, my dominant elements. “Steady my flame, steady. Don’t dry out and don’t burn out.” is my mantra.

Developing more patience comes along with my goal of freedom in sedentary. I like the concept of stretching without burning bridges Scott Sonenshein brings up in his book “Stretch.” One of the keys to not overstretch is to stay at something long enough to see returns but adjust your course regularly as you learn along the way the best solutions for success — practicing consistency and flexibility at once. Like reeds, strong roots combined with souple stems will defeat the most violent storms.