
Recently,
life handed me a lesson in just
how precious
my Personal Yoga Practice is.
As an instructor & student,
I know the power of a cumulative Yoga practice.
How in time the teachings seep into my being,
the postures become something
I have to "think" less about,
the breathing becomes the norm and
the reactivity within becomes
more smoothed and evened.
As I fight Multiple Sclerosis and
it's residue in daily living,
I was astonished and delightfully thrilled at
how my practice spilled over into my daily life,
providing me the tools I needed
to thrive regardless of
what was happening around me.
I realized all this practice,
all this awareness,
all this tending to my breath,
all this discipline in with my diet and rest
is becoming something
I have to think about less.
It's becoming my way of being.
In crisis,
I smoothed my breath,
I tended to my body,
I meditated on compassion for my being,
I stayed in the moment and
it was just a normal day with
a different emphasis in practice.
I've fallen back in love with My Practice.
It fits me. It helps me.
It's always there when I need it.
Rocking My Practice
NEVER felt so good!
^o^



