Sometimes when I wake up it is not the happy voice that
greets me in my head. It is a more critical voice – one that tends to remind me
of my shortcomings, of the things I am not, but should be… This voice points
out my flaws and tells me the day will be long and hard. I try to ignore her, but she is persistent. I know she is wrong… I am good and strong and the
day can be great.
So I have to dump her out of my head.
Going upside down is a
little magical. Blood reverses, thoughts fizzle, and the voice that should hush
up and go away – does. As a child I did 50 cartwheels in row, for no other
reason than it was fun. I felt lightheaded and free. I get that same
effervescent feeling as a 40 year old adult doing handstands. It’s a quick shot of happy.
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