roots

friday morning.
its white outside but warmish. tolerable.
i pryed myself out of bed at 545 this a.m. to go to yoga class.
so glad i did.
there has been so many emotions swirling around inside of me lately. emotions that affect me physiologically, which domino into my physical. and emotions that aren't even real, merely figments and fragments of my imaginative mind.
when these emotions overtake me, i understand that they aren't real. that i am being consumed by something that i am inventing. consumed by something that's not even real. is that insanity? i think its a bit insane, yes.
so, as my heart and mind race through the recesses of unexplicable paralyzing territory, so foriegn yet so familiar...i need to regain a sense of control. of peace. i need to navigate, find the root of the psychological abscess, and begin to work at it until it is free from me.
i believe that we, every one of us, has the ability to free ourselves from pain.
wholly.
yoga this morning loosed my knot. figuratively and literally.
and i feel blessed. and thankful. and the holds that had me this morning have lessened their proverbial grip.
or maybe i should say, light was shed onto the darkness, the falsehood of my thoughts, and they disappeared.