No alarm today. I woke and went down the stairs. Found “yoga” music on Pandora and zipped through the practice. This is getting easier. I could feel a reminder of the lift, the magic, the flow, the twinkling lights, the many retreats attended that left me not just renewed but new. I have been so blessed with so many experiences to reconnect to as I go through the poses I begin to float a little.
I wish I could take a mental snapshot through the whole practice and pass it along. The sun salutations felt like they took longer today. I’m aware that I am not doing all the yoga “push-ups” w/ every vinyasa or sun salutation. I can’t fold in half very well in the morning. I am much more stiff in my neck in the mornings as well. I LOVE trikonasana or triangle pose, the way it unhinges all that gets stuck in my hips. I used to think the hardest part of the practice was after boat pose. Now I think there’s barely any practice left after boat pose. 🙂 Though again, I am aware part of it is because alone, I just don’t quite kill myself the way I do in a class setting. I’ll get there. I signed up for a workshop next month. Ashtanga for Women.
I used to teach Ashtanga, count in sanskrit, know all the names of the poses in order, drishtis (where you gaze), bandhas (muscles you hold). It wasn’t that long ago. Here I come!