Experiments

Chemo Port (No Longer There), Chicago, Illinois
I did some experiments lately.

I took a camera class. That led me to realize I don't really care to figure out how my camera works. I should work with it as is or buy a camera from another decade.

I took an improv class. I pretended to flirt with someone at a pretend post office. Afterwards, it occurred to me that I already knew I was willing to do anything in front of a group, no matter how stupid it made me look.

I went to pilates. I'm sick of yoga. Pilates made me feel like my muscles were glued to my skeleton again, rather than engaged in an ongoing internal civil war.

Conclusion: Experimentation is good.

Om mani padme hum

Lately I've been doing a lot more yoga. I've been averaging four to five times a week. It helps mentally and physically.

I'd gotten overwhelmed between: different types of exercise, diet options, and whether to get on the scale or not. In the end, I decided that I would go to yoga more, and that would be that.

The key to going to yoga is not to think about going to yoga.

That said, the type of therapy that is appropriate for you really depends on who you are, your life experiences, and what transforms you into who you want to be.

[via Kottke]