If I don’t watch myself I easily fall back and get stuck in the serious world. It’s like there is a strong force around me that wants to kill my playfulness and put me back into the serious box. A force that wants me to be a structured and responsible grown up – all the time – rather than a flowing and alive human being. A force that never wants me to play, laugh, and just be present. Instead it tells me to always be in control, work hard, and have a detailed plan for every aspect of life.

And when the seriousness enters my life again, my body automatically goes back to old patterns… my shoulders move up towards my ears, the weight around my heart comes back, my jaws are tightening, the softness in my belly disappears…

My main practice right now is actually not be on my yogamat for hours, instead it is to really allow my inner playful child to shine through everyday because it is at those childish moments I really feel ALIVE.