I Am a Fat Girl. And I Do Yoga.

I am a fat girl.  Always have been.  And I do yoga.  Have for awhile.  

And that's a great thing.

I also happen to be in a need of a project.  No, like a serious project.  In my life, I've completed serious intellectual projects.  Serious feats of strength.  Serious projects of risk and daring.  They have been amazing. 

But the truth is, I've been looking for two other kinds of projects that have never materialized as I would've hoped.  I want a physical challenge and I want a spiritual challenge.  Go figure, then, that I am fat AND already to yoga.

The pump is primed, as they say.

In what felt very provocative to me, I wondered one day, "I wonder if the next project should be finding some peace, clarity, love, and general warm fuzzy things in doing something good for my physical being?"

Uhhhhmmmm, yes the Universe seemed to respond almost immediately.

"But can I do both?"

It's the only way, Katie.  It's the only way. 

I've always been athletic.  I've always been overweight, more and more bogged down by the baggage that comes with that.  I've always been reflective--hyper-reflective some might say.  And I've never been able to intersect these two things with any meaning.

Maybe, health in both mind and body comes not part and parcel of each other but absolutely fused together.  Seeking contentment in both might be the only way.

Thus sprung this manifestation of that reflection.  Thus springs this particular blog.

I've always written about reflective, spiritual things, not even thinking twice that perhaps applying that same introspection into my own physical reality could really become something important.  Finally, not that long ago it seemed to gel.  I need a place and time to do that.

And the courage to just confront it.

Instead of trying to change, why not grasp this moment to transform.

It's who I am.  Now let's shine.