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  1. The Self

    A bicycle isn't its wheels. It isn't the frame, the chain, the person pedaling, or the road. Take any one away and you don't have a broken bicycle but something that was never a bicycle to begin with. We point at things and say that's 'it'. That's the self. That's what's real. But every time you reach for the thing itself, you find it's made entirely of other things, which are made of other things and somewhere in that regression you either panic or you start to find it funny. The self […]

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  2. The Self

    A bicycle isn't its wheels. It isn't the frame, the chain, the person pedaling, or the road. Take any one away and you don't have a broken bicycle but something that was never a bicycle to begin with. We point at things and say that's 'it'. That's the self. That's what's real. But every time you reach for the thing itself, you find it's made entirely of other things, which are made of other things and somewhere in that regression you either panic or you start to find it funny. The self […]

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  3. The Self

    A bicycle isn't its wheels. It isn't the frame, the chain, the person pedaling, or the road. Take any one away and you don't have a broken bicycle but something that was never a bicycle to begin with. We point at things and say that's 'it'. That's the self. That's what's real. But every time you reach for the thing itself, you find it's made entirely of other things, which are made of other things and somewhere in that regression you either panic or you start to find it funny. The self […]

    ridiculousbharath.wordpress.co

  4. The Self

    A bicycle isn't its wheels. It isn't the frame, the chain, the person pedaling, or the road. Take any one away and you don't have a broken bicycle but something that was never a bicycle to begin with. We point at things and say that's 'it'. That's the self. That's what's real. But every time you reach for the thing itself, you find it's made entirely of other things, which are made of other things and somewhere in that regression you either panic or you start to find it funny. The self […]

    ridiculousbharath.wordpress.co

  5. The Self

    A bicycle isn't its wheels. It isn't the frame, the chain, the person pedaling, or the road. Take any one away and you don't have a broken bicycle but something that was never a bicycle to begin with. We point at things and say that's 'it'. That's the self. That's what's real. But every time you reach for the thing itself, you find it's made entirely of other things, which are made of other things and somewhere in that regression you either panic or you start to find it funny. The self […]

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  6. The days I least wanted to practice were often before my best sessions. A year of journaling showed me this.

    The resistance wasn't failure, it was a signal.

    Does resistance ever feel like a doorway to you?

    Read the full essay

    medium.com/@clarainsweden/the-

    #yogajournal #resistance #practicemindset
    #yogapractice #dailydiscipline #practicejournal
    #mindfulness #contemplativewriting #selfawareness

  7. I started the journal to track my yoga practice. I didn't know it would end up tracking my grief.

    The mat doesn't lie, it holds whatever you bring to it.

    What has your body held that your mind couldn't name yet?

    #embodiedpractice #yogalife #bodyasteacher
    #mindfulness #griefandpractice #honestyoga
    #yogajournal #contemplativewriting #selfawareness

  8. I didn't invite the Swedish seasons into my practice journal. They came anyway.

    Winter wrote two words. Spring wrote three full pages. The mat held all of it.

    How do the seasons move through your practice?

    #yogapractice #seasons #nordiclife
    #yogainsweden #seasonalpractice #embodiedpractice
    #mindfulness #winteryoga #contemplativewriting

  9. Do you know how often you want to quit your practice? I do, because I wrote it down.

    Naming it across twelve months of entries stripped away its power.

    What pattern in your practice have you never named?

    #yogapractice #consistency #practicemindset
    #dailydiscipline #yogalife #practicejournal
    #mindfulness #contemplativewriting #honestpractice

  10. I planned something beautiful for my first journal entry. What came out surprised me.

    That honest sentence became the most valuable thing I wrote all year.

    What would your first honest practice entry say?

    Read the full essay

    medium.com/@clarainsweden/the-

    #yogajournal #practice #journaling
    #yogapractice #honestpractice #dailypractice
    #mindfulness #contemplativewriting #embodiedpractice

  11. I didn't invite the Swedish seasons into my practice journal. They came anyway.

    Winter wrote two words. Spring wrote three full pages. The mat held all of it.

    How do the seasons move through your practice?

    #yogapractice #seasons #nordiclife
    #yogainsweden #seasonalpractice #embodiedpractice
    #mindfulness #winteryoga #contemplativewriting

  12. Do you know how often you want to quit your practice? I do, because I wrote it down.

    Naming it across twelve months of entries stripped away its power.

    What pattern in your practice have you never named?

    #yogapractice #consistency #practicemindset
    #dailydiscipline #yogalife #practicejournal
    #mindfulness #contemplativewriting #honestpractice