From time to time, I find myself sliding away from my practice that I love. As time goes by, it becomes the new practice, avoiding practice. And slowly, the body turns to marshmallow, the mind loses its clarity, and the feeling of being in tune with your mind and physical and emotional body slips away. As that balance shifts, it is as if your lifeline to your soul also subtly moves out of perfect balance.
Yoga is beautifully forgiving, it is always there, does not feel slighted if you have been ignoring it, and warmly embraces you whenever you turn to it.
Last week I made a conscious effort to renew my practice, and to increase my awareness of what that means. Ideally, having a healthy sleep, getting up at the same time each day, and starting the day with meditation and yoga. After eight days, I am again astounded at how quickly yoga transforms the physical and emotional bodies.
Last week, I could not feel my body really, it just felt like a soft marshmallow. Today, a week into my renewed practice, I am aware of muscles, I sit and stand taller, and I feel that I am moving towards a state that is closer to beef jerky than marshmallow.
Each day is different, one day I am an enthusiastic warrior, and the next my body protests and is reluctant to move. Day by day I feel a deeper connection to myself, tapping into the inner peace, while in my body the muscles wake up again, even my bones feel stronger, reminding me of the gentle power of yoga.
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