As I was in the midst of my yoga practice one evening, I observed the nailpolish on my fingernails which was long overdue. I always let this happen, I mean beautify my nails with some either pinkish of greenish nailpolish and just let it fade away. I already have really beautiful nails, but for some reason, I sometimes color my nails. Maybe just to brighten up myself or add some color to parts of my body.

As I was breathing in and out in downward facing dog, adjusting my pose I noticed the chipped nailpolish on my fingernails, I compared my natural nails with my true self and my nailpolish to the masks we as people are wearing for some reason. Why would we cover up our truth, either way the mask someday will come off. Because masks fade, just like this nailpolish. And we keep on covering up our truths, keep on painting our nails. Sometimes even wipe off the old color and again paint it a different color, until our nails sometimes become yellowish from all the polishing and removing.

Just like the nails have no space to breathe between all the coloring, same goes for our life. Between all the masks we are wearing, and I can imagine sometimes masks are for the best, every once in a while we do need to let our truths be. Even if for a small second, it needs to be recognized as our own and it needs to be naturally beautiful. Cause how sad if we keep coloring because we don’t like the way we are, look or feel…