From 300lbs to 140lbs: How Arthur Boorman Lost 160lbs with Yoga

by on May 15, 2012

The idea that we really have no limitations is a hard one for many of us to truly grasp. It may sound like a nice and noble saying, but some part of your brain may strain-subconsciously or consciously- against fully accepting this truth. Why is it easier to believe in limits rather than expansion? There are so many external forces from the media, education (both formal and familial), societal belief systems and so on that reinforce aspects of restriction. But all these limitations are illusions. The actual reality is that you truly are unlimited in your inner power and strength. Yes you! We all are, if we can learn to get mental blocks out of the way and tap into the inner, universal and unlimited source within.

Health and beauty are a good starting point for most people to experience this concept. Focusing on these areas of your life can produce tangible improvements in outward appearance, as well as allow for the powerful personal experience of gaining vitality and natural energy without external stimulants.

Once you realize that you have tremendous control over your health and beauty, largely by the diet you keep and the foods you choose, then you realize that you can extend this power outwards for goals not only pertaining to physical form, but also goals centered around your vocation, career, and relationships.

This video really exemplifies the unlimited inner to exceed limitations. Arthur was a disabled Gulf War veteran who sustained injuries to his back and knees, and was told by his various doctors that he would never be able to walk again on his own.

Arthur believed in this limitation…for a time. He gained over 140 pounds, and had to use canes to hobble about. One day, he had the spark of motivation to try yoga. Though it was not easy for him to shape his body into the asanas (poses), and though he fell many times, he kept picking himself back up to try over and over again.

Over the course of 10 months- less than a year- Arthur lost 140 pounds and was not only able to practice asanas, he was able to actually run. Had he listened to the judgment of his doctors, he would have relegated himself to the “truth” of the limitation that he would never be able to walk again and not even tried. Instead, he pushed past the illusions of limitations to utilize his unlimited inner power.

I invite you to make some time for the important task of thinking of the preconceived limitations you might have placed on your power. Write down the limitations, then think about the root of where they came from. For Arthur, doctors placed limitations on him, which shows that people in positions of “authority” can create these limitations that are not necessarily true.

This all takes reflection, and I find writing very helpful to get these thoughts out of you. Block out at least 45 quiet minutes to yourself.

Time For You To Take Action:

1. Limitations you believe are in your life. Exaarthur boormanmples include: “I’ll never be able to be X weight/size.” “Getting off medications and becoming healthy is not realistic.” “I’m not smart enough to get X job”. “I’m not qualified to make X amount a year”. “I’m not flexible enough to ever touch my toes.” “I’m not pretty enough to meet the man of my dreams. etc.”

2. Where these limitations came from. This might be more difficult, but really think deeply on each limitation and where it might have been formed, without judgment. You might discover that it resonates with something you’ve heard from another source. If it came from a loved one or family member, most probably they were saying it with good intention, or inadvertently passing on a limitation they too have. Or maybe you might have heard it from your peers or friends or boss mentioning over and over again that something was too “hard” to achieve so that it is “impossible.”

3. Once you have identified the source of these limitations, make peace with them by affirming they are not actual or true, they are just thought forms that someone else created. If you can really pause and see the limitations as being separate from “truth”, this is the first step in moving past them, and unleashing your unlimited power.

Be Great To Yourself And Good To Others!

Every day I am thankful for all that I have. I am constantly telling my friends and family how much I love and appreciate them. A few days ago someone asked me what is the strangest thing I’m “thankful” for this holiday. I didn’t have to think long about it. I am so thankful for NOT having certain people in my life.

Sure, it sounds a little harsh but life without “Toxic” makes for a walk without eggshells and a lot less stress. The hardest part of taking care of myself was removing the people who are emotional vampires. (This ain’t no Twilight series!) I have been told so many times by people who are much older (not necessarily wiser) than me, to love my family and to keep trying. My lips must be stained from all of the Kool-Aid I drank. I took that advice and kept trying, but every time it was just never enough. Looking back now it’s comical how hard I tried for people who didn’t really want me or deserve me in their life.

After several years I finally learned that I needed to stop trying to be great for everyone else and be great to myself and good to others. It was the easiest, hardest lesson learned.

So this holiday season I will be surrounded by LOVE, LAUGHTER and pure JOY. I will talk freely and joke openly without fear of confrontation.

Yep, a great Thanksgiving indeed. From our house to yours… have a wonderful Thanksgiving.

If My BMI Was A Test Score, I Would Be On Honor Roll

Word to the wise… don’t visit a health fair and have the woman take your blood pressure or BMI if you aren’t prepared for a roundhouse kick to the face. I thought I would try to play nice with others and have the little old lady tell me how effed up I really am. (As if I needed to be reminded in my current state right now.)

I was with a friend who had her BMI taken. Her voice got loud and she said, “Holy crap… if my BMI was a test score, I would be an honor student!” I had to laugh at that. Then the nurse took my blood pressure and wrote something down on her clipboard. She dropped her glasses from her nose and stared at me with a look of panic and sadness. Either she was going to call 911 or she was going to pass gas. I was really hoping for the gas.

She asked if something was wrong and I just sat there. I didn’t even know where to begin. Yes, something is wrong. Lot’s of somethings are wrong. I recently became engaged to the man I love with all of my heart. Hold your squeals of excitement. I am NOT one of those girls who thinks marriage is awesome and had my “marriage notebook” prepared since middle school. I never really thought I would find someone who I could tolerate long enough to have a life with, let alone them tolerate me. Just when I thought I would have lots of time to wrap my head around the idea of an engagement and marriage, my fiancé found out that his ear infection wasn’t really an ear infection, it’s a brain tumor.

Yeah, let that sit with you for a minute. When you reach the “WHAT THE FU*K” status let me know and I will continue. Ready to continue on? Yeah, me either…

So now we have a wedding planned, if you call having a date really a plan. We have no location, time or anything else. Is Chuck E. Cheese considered a venue? I attempted to get fitted for a dress at David’s Bridal in Olympia and that was an anxiety driven, sweat-filled nightmare. The corset they had me wear should have been made with a Sham-wow. The amount of sweat dripping down my legs could have easily been mistaken for me pissing myself as I shuffled my lace and satin covered, pearl-lined sweaty ass out in front of a bunch of women who I had just met minutes before.

I grabbed my phone and sent a distress text to my fiancé who was somewhere out in the parking lot waiting for me. I changed my clothes and prayed that the vomit in my throat would stay down long enough for me to exit the building. I got in the car and we drove home in silence.

The nurse just sat there as I told my story. She reached in her purse and grabbed a bottle of her own blood pressure medicine and tossed it back with a glass of water. I couldn’t help but smile knowing I had just crapped on someones day. You’re welcome old nurse lady, you’re welcome!

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