Things in Motion tend to Stay in Motion:
Chronic Fatigue. Bleh. Even typing the term makes my shoulders slump forward in frustration. Something that is a part of my life, (Thank you Fibro.) is "Chronic Fatigue." Yes I love sleep and I could sleep all day and still feel like I need more, and yes my brain gets quite foggy when the fatigue really kicks in, and yes I experience the general feeling of an over-tired body. These are the typical symptoms of "Chronic Fatigue". It really is just a fact of my life though. Husband knows that after a road trip, I have to rest for a couple of days before I can get back into my routine, so we plan that into our trips' schedules. My parents and my in-laws are used to the fatigue and they expect it whenever we come to visit. (A bed is usually made and waiting for me to sneak off to and get some rest.) I really think that as annoying as Chronic Fatigue is, I am used to it. I know how to work around it. It is what it is.
There is another fun aspect of fatigue that I lovingly like to call the Smeagol Brain. Smeagol Brain is when my brain basically gets so obsessed with "taking care of myself" that I hide from the outside world in my cave. I don't have an actual cave to hide in, but I do have an apartment that if you close all the blinds can have a strong resemblance to a cave. There also is of course, the metaphorical cave, the cave in my mind. Now, I have to clarify that the cave in my mind isn't a cave where I go to plot my evil plans to take over the world, so all you can readers can rest easy.
The "hiding" can't really be seen by the physical eye. The hiding is more of an internal frustration that builds and builds into grumpy, angry thoughts. The thoughts usually are focused on time and energy. (My two precious'.) When my Smeagol side feels my time and energy aren't being valued it starts to resent anything that would use those precious things. I, of course still go to my job and still do other things that if I didn't there would be dire consequences, but I do not go happily. I go with Smeagol whispering in my ear that everyone is trying to steal my precious and the rest of my life feels it.
What can be particularly frustrating about Smeagol Brain is that it causes me to be more sedentary. I mean, how do you not let your time and energy be used? You lay on your couch and watch Vampire Diaries, obviously. (Shameful, I know.) Well being sedentary too much can actually make Fibro symptoms worse. In fact there have been times where I let Smeagol take control and then lo and behold a migraine comes, or my personal favorite- nerve pain in my arms and legs come. Sigh. :/ Is anyone else seeing a pattern? It would seem that Smeagol's defense mechanisms aren't really doing their job, now are they?
Now, onto the title of the post. Motion. I'm sure you all have heard the physics law that states "Things in motion tend to stay in motion."(This is Newton's first law of Motion, FYI.) Well I have to tell you, this law is not just applicable to a study of physics. This law is applicable to life. Mine and yours.
I love teaching dance. I love the music, I love the excitement, and I love getting to run around with little kids and I love helping them learn something new. I feel happy, optimistic and dare I say it? Energized. I have loved teaching dance since I was a little girl, and I still love it. I also love yoga, doing and teaching it. It has similarities to teaching dance that I enjoy and it has differences that challenge me and inspire me. It is similar to teaching dance for me in that I always feel better after a class. It warms and wakes my heart and mind up. I have chosen my career path for many reasons, but the primary ones are: I want to do what I love and I need to fight the Smeagol Brain however I can.
I teach morning dance classes on Wednesdays and last Wednesday I had a horrible migraine so I wasn't able to teach.(Boo.) Last night as I went to bed I started to hear Smeagol's voice again. (I have to interject, that I do not have multiple personality disorder or Schitzophrenia, I promise.) I started to feel the worry about teaching my classes. The worries consisted of "I missed a week, what if that throws me off?" and "What if I get a migraine again and miss another week?" and finally "Is it worth it to get up early and go teach??? I should really just stay in bed and avoid it." When I awoke this morning those worries turned into fatigue. My bff. I slowly and stubbornly got out of bed when I just wanted to sleep and forget about my responsibilities. I even sat on the floor of the bathroom to do my makeup. (Ha! Yeah fight the man, Camille! You don't have to stand if you don't want to!) After I dragged my feet getting ready, I made it out the door and to the dance studio. I arrived early so while I was waiting I prepped the studio and myself. Opened the curtains, checked the roll book, got the sounds system booted up, put my dance shoes on, etc.
Then it was time to start my first class and no one showed up. I thought: Well I will have to move eventually, I might as well start now whether there are students here or not. So I went to the ballet barre and starting doing slowly some ballet. I did ballet until one student arrived late, and then the others trickled in, late as well. With the students there I can "fake it till I make it" and push through the class. That is what I did and we had class as usual. The other classes ran like they normally do. I finished my classes and after running around and moving there it was- I remembered what it felt like to be Smeagol free.
There are many times when the fatigue catches up with me and there is danger of Smeagol Brain following suit. As stated earlier, I am used to the fatigue, I know how to take care of it, with rest. To take care of (or fight) the Smeagol Brain I need the opposite- I need motion. The rest is important for my well-being I really do need it, but what I also need is the ability to pull myself out of the rest. Even if it is a slow process, I need to initiate motion within me. My yoga instructor has been advising me lately to utilize restorative yoga as a way to fight the fatigue. It seems counter intuitive, but she knows what she is talking about. (She also has Fibromyaglia, Rheumatoid Arthritis and is a Breast Cancer survivor and she runs a successful business.) So there you go, my own epiphany along with the advice of Husband and my instructor and it looks like we are onto something good here. :)
Moral of the story, I can only do what I love in life if I start motion. Even if it is rolling out of bed and going into child's pose or cat/cow, it doesn't matter how it starts, as long as it starts. :) Objects in motion tend to stay in motion.
xoxo
-Camille
P.S. In case you don't know who Smeagol is, he is a character in the series the Lord of the Rings, written by J.R.R. Tolkien. He becomes obsessed with the ring so much so that he turns into a different person; a greedy, paranoid, mess of a person. I only wish that he had found out how to fight his inner Smeagol tendencies too. Oh well, I guess the story would have been different if he had.
As always, I am grateful for my opportunities to learn such things about myself and share them with you all. I include where I am receiving my yoga teacher training at the end of each post, as these posts are an important part of my yoga journey. I am receiving my yoga teacher training at Bodhi Yoga in Provo, Utah.
Namaste.

