For the past few days, or if I’m really honest with the internet world, for the past few months, I’ve had a fear-ridden inner dialogue dictating what I feel I can and can’t do. 

I have been allowing my fear of: lung transplant, ventilator, surgery, hemoptysis, failure, not to mention a sudden onset of insecurity in myself, to completely shape my mindset.

Unfortunately, I think I’ve also been feeling that CF somehow mattered.  That it made me something I didn’t want to be, or that it affected how I fit into this world, or it shaped my relationships with others, etc.

So today, I took the initiative to break the pattern.  I willed myself to overcome the fear of failing, or not doing something perfectly, and I took a new yoga class.  An hour and a half of deep relaxation and back bends, which was out of this world incredible.  My heart is open, folks.  And my lungs kept up every step of the way. 

I remembered that my body is a great body, despite CF or maybe because of it.  And that the only fear dialogue my mind can create, is one I’m allowing to happen.  So if I really want to manifest a healthy mind (and body), I just have to keep moovin’ and groovin’, on and off the mat.