I ended my first day back to teaching yesterday feeling like a boss. Rather, like a dumb boss.
They said 2020 was the year of vision, clarity and focus. They were right, and for this, on the 2nd last day of the year I’m grateful. I give thanks for 2020 allowing me to clearly see my Nia, my purpose. I know why I’m here, I know what I’ve got to do and I continue to be excited for my journey.
On this 5th last day of 2020 I give thanks for dance. Dance hasn’t been a major part of my year this year, for obvious reasons, but my dance ladies have been.
Consistency is hard for me. But on this 6th last day of 2020 I give thanks for my consistent efforts to be consistent. It’s been a recurring theme for me this year; trying to form and maintain healthy habits for self. And of course, it hasn’t been easy. But as the year has progressed, I’ve gotten better and any progress no matter how small must be lauded.
I got in two short 10 minute yoga sessions today. One in the morning for sore and tight muscles and one at night to de-stress. Baby boy joined me for the last one (he barely allowed me to do the first one 🙄), so we didn’t have to do his toddler yoga routine with Moovlee Monkey. I’m thinking we might have to start taking turns.
Lately, baby boy and I have added a four minute yoga session by Moovlee Monkey to his bedtime routine. Sometimes I’m the only one doing it, but I’m not complaining. More often than not, it’s the only movement my body does for the day, and it feels so good. It’s amazing what goodness can be packed into four minutes.
If there’s one thing this pandemic has given us (me), it’s time....time to think, reflect, learn and maybe even grow if paying attention.
I’ve always loved the moon. As I age, my love for the moon increases, especially as I watch my little guys fascination grow.