I love when actions, moments or practices can truly unfold or unravel your entire life. Beautiful metaphors, if you will. Flip back a few blog pages and recall the post titled, lessons learned in a drain? Similar to that.
So as the lights dimmed this evening in the humid room, I lay absolutely drenched on my yoga mat after the hour and a half power flow + deep holds and I noticed a few great life lessons and reminders from my yoga practice. Great messages around stress layers, breathing, gratitude. One that hit home today was the subtle reminder, be it from a lack of smooth breathe, a twitch in the knee, or perhaps a grind of the teeth throughout the flow…”Don’t force it. Just don’t.”
Words of wisdom from my brain (or more so, my heart) to my sweating body.
I have been truly feeling my yoga practice lately. I have recognized my love for Child’s Pose, my disregard for that extra vinyasa and letting it flow back to my dear ol’ friend, downdog, my ability to breathe into deeper movement, and my attention to detail and form that takes me to another level. It is a more committed practice than I have ever known. One that is choice based. One that is opening, strong and peaceful.
I take a step off the mat tonight and realize the correlation to my life. My slow ability to love myself, the self-awareness that exists, the nurturing forgiveness and patience I am continuing to work on, as well as the full deep breath that is more readily available in everyday life on and off the mat. I am more aligned and in tune with my very own body than ever before and seem to have realized a true enjoyment of time. I feel strong and peaceful. It feels so delicious.
And in lite of the realization, I turn the life pages back a few chapters and recall my time on the mat just a few years ago; it was rigid, forceful, sporadic and non-committal. There was a stench of ego that would not allow me to child’s pose and make me remain a competitor in yoga…I know, it is an oxymoron. All of them are, really. And I see how my life at that point, was led that way – forceful, battling to the death with the ego, pushing and pushing (to excel, to be right, to win) and where was the breathe – was I choking? Unaware, a bit lost and going through the motions. I feel tired thinking about it.
Quite amazing how life shows up in so many places to show you the way, bring you back home, bring you to peace, and bring you to joy.
Take a deeper dive into your forward fold, your clogged drain or the many life moments. Maybe you will see….