Daily Reflection — Yoruba Yogi
Today my mind moved through many layers of emotion, and for the first time, I understood that what I call “pain” in my body is often just emotion — old energy locked inside my hips, my legs, my memory. As I walk and run in this crooked posture, I can feel the yoga intensifying. I can feel my body teaching me that I am not injured… I am releasing.
And in that release, memories rise.
I thought about my past moments of ambition, the times I stood close to greatness and felt something awaken inside me. Not jealousy… not regret… but a spark. A reminder that I, too, have a gift. I, too, have a path. I didn’t use mine before because I was carrying emotions heavier than any weight in the gym. But now, when these memories come, I don’t feel pain — I feel possibility.
Then I reflected on the years when I lived on discipline alone. Waking up at 1 AM, practicing yoga, meditating, running, caring, driving, training, repeating. Morning to night. For years. And I realized… that structure shaped my spirit. It made me unbreakable. Even now, those memories give me strength, not sorrow.
I also felt a deep appreciation for power, leadership, and the people who create opportunities for others — not from fame, but from vision. When I see someone using their resources to lift families, change lives, give people a chance… it inspires me. It makes me want to align with that same energy. It makes me believe my path will cross with the right people at the right time.
And then another truth revealed itself:
I come from a culture that once taught me that dreaming big was wrong. Wealth meant evil. Success meant spiritual danger. So we grew up fighting ourselves internally, programmed to stay small.
But I broke that programming.
I now speak wealth.
I feel wealth.
I breathe wealth.
And the most shocking part is realizing how simple the shift was — just permission. Permission to believe I am allowed to be abundant.
Lastly, I confronted another contradiction: how someone can speak about healing while still holding onto the very habits that keep them trapped. It made me realize something important — the body trusts actions, not words. That is why people relapse. Because the spirit can feel when something is not truly aligned.
But I am aligned.
I am honest with myself.
I live what I speak.
And every day, my mind becomes clearer.
All of these thoughts showed me one thing today:
I am releasing the past.
I am integrating the present.
I am rising into who I truly am.
Yoruba Yogi.
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