This is my Yoga Dojo.
It is not perfect and I am nowhere near perfect when I step into this room and onto the mat but it’s not about finding perfection it’s about meeting myself where I am in the moment and so I begin to breathe.
I sense the initial resistance be it voluntary or involuntary as my muscles begin to lengthen and fight the tension and release they so desperately need.The resistance from my mind to give my body the space to relax in its own time and be present and so I continue to breathe.
And then a curious thing happens as I go through the poses and little by little start to sense the way my body and mind responds, as I continue to breathe and create the space for these things to be exactly as they are I feel less resistance and instead I begin to feel the Calm.
As I continue to twist and turn my body into these seemingly impossible shapes much like like life twists and turns us into impossible situations we have no idea how we got into let alone how we’re going to get out of them I am strangely able to find a comfortable place in the midst of all the chaos and instability as I sink into the support that is underneath me but also all around me.
Finally, I close my eyes. I surrender. I trust that together with the universe we will find a way and so I breathe.
This is Yoga.
Yoga and The Real World 