Self-Organizing Man

Yoga is supposed to help me learn to live in the body I have, not create the perfect body.

But this nasty voice in my head reminds me all the time that I still have a "girl" waist.

WTF!  After ten plus years on hormones, preaching self-love and body-love, those voices inhabit my mind, still.  I guess the task is to stop believing what the voices tell me, but I do have such a huge investment in the GQ body.

What is so sad is that I lose precious life moments, now, here, worrying about my waist.

And kind of funny, too.  Cause it’s so p-r-e-d-i-c-t-a-b-l-e.