Inhale the good shit. Exhale the bullshit.


Yesterday I breathed for over an hour. Like really breathed in. I filled my lungs with a super powerful life force and it was a bit crazy.

I attended a workshop by this guy Robin Clements  at the Nita Lake Jivamukti Yoga studio. I wont go into the details of his technique here (cause I want to keep this brief) but there is a ton of info on his website.

Exhaling the bull shit : I felt out of sync with the class. I didn’t belong. They were serious hippies and I am an out of place fake. Repetitive thoughts kept bubbling up… you are not good enough Madeleine.

Inhale the good shit: After a while, I decided that I didn’t need to connect with them. My flow was deeper, my connection was to the earth and that was all that mattered.

So in summary of the knowledge this workshop gave me: I have some serious doubts about my self-worth, but I am supported enough to have the courage to dive in and have a look around.