I am a chronic freak-outer. I'm not saying it's right, it just is. I'm like Niagara Falls. You can't stop me. I'm a force of nature. Over the edge and
down, I go.
Sometimes it's over big stuff. Sometimes it's not. Just so we're clear: To some, my freaking out could be considered someone else's "calm"--on the other hand, my freaking out could also be considered someone else's "crazy town." What can I say?... It takes all kinds.
I've always been on the lookout for balance to my freak. Walking is my daily drug of choice. With the Decemberists/Indigo Girls/Adele and many others in my ears, I can walk away from the zombies of my life and put everything in order.
Yoga helps too, and writing small stones, and counting my blessings, and focusing on the positive, and meditation, and eating right, and being kind to strangers, and a million other things.
Which makes me wonder: What if my freak out is just to bring me to balance?
After all, we've all got something that needs balancing.
How do you find your balance?
Happy day one of the 21 day challenge to all my Yoga buddies at the Social Workout!