All my life I thought I wasn’t flexible. My body was stiff, my movements rigid, and the same old upper-body pains would creep in from time to time. I carried this belief for years until yoga. Through yoga, I began to learn my body, really learn it. I realized that the tightness wasn’t just physical; it was built from nearly 30 years of how I lived, how I thought, how I carried my mental state.
I’ve also realized it’s still possible to bend. To stretch these muscles. To slowly soften what feels like armor. It’s hard, yes. The daily commitment feels like too much most days. But without reminding myself to show up, nothing would shift. Change needs effort. It needs awareness. It needs the decision to take control and keep going, even when everything in me feels wired to stay the same.
I can change, if I choose to.
That’s my decision.
And this goes beyond my body. If my physical self can change, my mental self can too. If I want to, I can. I’m not pretending it’s easy. I’m almost 40; plenty of things feel permanent by now. But I know it’s possible to change.
I told my sister recently that I’m trying to open up. That my avoidance, my tendency to shut down, has been my coping mechanism. When I’m overwhelmed, I retreat. I don’t reach out, I disconnect, I push people away. Those are my toxic traits. And truthfully, they’ve kept me going, in their own way. So why change, right?
Her response was simple, but it cracked me open. She said: Thank you for trying. For opening up. For letting us in. I know it’s not easy to heal from something, or to change after so long. But I see you trying.
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Yoga has shown me that change doesn’t come all at once, it comes in slow, stubborn stretches. The body teaches me that what feels immovable can soften, given time and care. And if that’s true for my body, then it must be true for my mind, too.
The same way I roll out the mat and practice, I can show up for myself in other parts of life. I can practice opening instead of closing. I can practice reaching out instead of shutting down. Change doesn’t ask me to be perfect, it only asks me to keep trying and to keep showing up.
I know I know, I always talk about change. That's because I am convincing myself to do a lot of hard things in life and so, the reflections are constantly on my mind. I am showing up for myself. There are hard days and there are hard nights. But I am the only one that I rely on to do the job, kan. That's why I always talk about this. Because I am convincing myself, I am saying that it is going to be ok.
So, I want to tell you this: change is possible. It will always be hard.
But you’re the one holding the key, you just have to unlock the door.
Don't let anyone take that key from you.
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