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Yoga For the Brain

The beauty of yoga is finding one's calm center, banishing the ego. Like most humans, I have a hard time with my ego. Here's how I'm coping these days.

I’m into yoga.

As an aside, I could probably make more money as a yoga influencer than as a writer. Do a pose. Snap a picture. Wear some free swag. Tell people how great the free swag is, maybe or maybe not while revealing it’s an ad. Take money.

The beauty of yoga is finding one’s calm center, banishing the ego. Like most humans, I have a hard time with my ego.

You’re not famous. I’ve never heard of you. If you were really worth reading, someone famous would’ve told me to read your books. Maybe if you set up a social media account, I’d hear about your books and decide to read. You’re just an overweight woman who exaggerates. (My fave white man troll comment lately.)

So how are we supposed to navigate a too-noisy world where what we do doesn’t matter to pretty much anyone?

On my yoga mat, useless thinking melts away. I’m stronger physically, better able to tune out negative loops mentally. I am focused on who and what helps me be a better creator. Who says I can’t wait to read what you’re working on. Or that sounds amazing. When will it be ready? Or What’s next? What gets me in the zone. Where I feel safest to type what I need to say.

Every day is practice. Each hour is another attempt where perhaps I fail. AND THAT’S OKAY. What’s the point of living without risk? Of hiding one’s light? Of being afraid to put oneself out there?

MTM is my biggest cheerleader, but I’m learning how to be my own fan club. I’m accumulating rah-me tools for my toolkit, behaviors and habits that will get me through WHATEVER. Because if 2019 has taught me one thing, on my yoga mat and off, getting through crap is up to ME.

Who is your cheerleader? Who lifts you up and makes you stronger? What’s your favorite yoga pose?

To see what else Andra has been writing in series fiction, visit The Aftermath of DeathShe Was Venus in FurGrief Out of BalanceFor the Love of a GunDeath by ToiletBiscuits, Gardenias and a Funeral and Everything Dies. She’s also on Medium with a new story HERE.

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  1. Moving day here in Cabo. I’m not sure my lovely bride is a cheerleader, but she is a support group. I do one yoga pose: tree. It keeps my forearms, wrists, and shoulders loose and easy. And core balance is, pretty much, everything. And hey, I’m an overweight man who exaggerates. It’s my thing, mon, you know?

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      Safe travels back to the crazy.

      I think your bride is a cheerleader.

      Tree is one of my fave poses. Harder than it looks.

      Hope you had a lovely trip to Cabo.

      1. We’re still here for another week. Moved out to the Pacific side. It’s rained all day, sometimes hard. A new experience. All good. Yeah, tree is harder than it looks until center is solid.

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