Is key to life...Balance?

Just arrived home from a yoga class. Definitely inspiring and motivating. It's amazing how refreshed one feels after those back-bending and muscle-stretching poses.

But I suppose one other lesson I thought I could keep myself in-check with is the wisdom of balance, so to speak.

For 2012, I have prepared a special mental plan for myself. Very simple actually. It shows on my Facebook timeline 'cover', saying loud and proud: ' 2012: Make it right. :) <3'

Not forgetting the smiley and the heart. Point being, I already knew beforehand the hideous task of trying to 'make things right', with the assumption that a lot of it 'has been wrong', or, 'was not so right' and therefore, it's time to 'make it right'.

I'm not exactly your typical new year's 'resolutionist', ever, but, somehow, for this new year, having become this aware of my existence and whatever little I have contributed to the universe; it only seemed 'timely' and fair for me to finally give an acknowledgment and a sort of formality in being a change-agent, at the very least for myself.

So far, the best I can do these days is to attend regularly my yoga classes and my classes at grad school. There're also the occasional meetings for our courses, the inevitable albeit thought-proviking HOMEWORKS, and then my work.

Work being helping out in the family business.

It actually does seem a lot typing it down. I actually paused for a moment looking at the lines.

... But in reality, I spend 2 or 3 sessions at the yoga studio, and for 2012, just about 2 classes per week in grad school, with the weekly consultation I spend in another class. I almost never have to report to the office because of my 'flexi-schedule'--an outstanding benefit for flexi-workers out there. That leaves me an enormous time for myself, my family and friends.

I have a very small but proportional salary to my lifestyle. Although I still do fall short in cash (boo-hoo).

All this in mind, I feel as if what I want to accomplish for myself this year hasn't fully begun. It's been happening step by step, but there wasn't a big sha-bang or a crescendo to start the year. Maybe like the ignorant and insensitive human that I can be, I tend to forget that it doesn't always have to be explosive or dynamic all in the beginning. Come to think of it, this was my old 'sickness', --starting things with a bang, going on low in fuel, then never reaching endpoint.

Now that was real sad. So for 2010, I started to change my game, beginning with my education and it kept on till 2011. Last year was, (if I am to make a sort of summarized reflection) indeed a bridge for 2010-activities for me. But there had been powerful changes in my social spheres. I met good people, became excellent friends with them and maintained such ties. I miss them so much (senior-mates of batch 2011! Mwah!).

I also did what I could to control my appetite and lose some weight where by the end of 2011, I had lost 12 lbs. Not exactly a large feat, but a small success for my body nonetheless.

Tonight (and...some days past) I have come to realize that as little as I have now (and the time I seem to be...not necessarily wasting, but not exactly utilized either) my life is still chaotic.

Much like my closet. I need to sort every piece, put them in the right place and hope to God every time I pick out my ensemble the rest of my closet doesn't fall apart. (which...have been the case. Year in, and out.)

As of now, by the way, my closet is still in world war 15 since its founding year on my 7th birthday. The temporary solution I have come up with being, finding solid compartments to slid in my closet to divide the dang things apart. Of course included in my dismay would be the inevitable expense however, if it does indeed prove itself effective, perhaps I should also find a figurative representation of such a 'separator' in my life and balance things out.

Then again if a 'separator' isn't really the issue and more of me, the person; I guess I'm left with a daily fixing and renewal of my life.

As it should be.

Dangit. Oh dear...

Well there goes the truth. And so with my clothes.

I might return to UA&P Chorale and try to become a practicing singer again.

I've missed the art and the discipline.

These days, the best my voice can do is commentate in Church and talk to people.

Reaching out with my vocals and those of others have been a very missed thing.

Will post about it when I have decided. If my schedule permits it, I would like to sing again.

I also run. 20 minutes. Every other day. And in between those days, the yoga sessions follow. But since my budget is falling apart, I might soon be seeing a daily 20-min or 15-min jog with a once a week yoga.

So how does it work? For a single, wannabe happy-go-lucky female like me?

Parents, service, fitness, school, work and friends.

Oh I have an idea. I think God will tie everything up for me. If I shall fail, then faith shall save me.

Is key to life balance? If every thing seems to fall apart every now and then if not every time, then what I have left, is what probably makes the difference.

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