i practice Ashtanga Yoga, not to become fit or strong in my body, those are only a bonus.
i move IN my physical body through my practice; i know each posture well. i meditate only upon my breath. i listen to my body talk to me about how she is feeling; she whispers to me “something doesn’t feel right”, and in that moment i ask my ego to step down. in that moment i am able to act in a way that is nurturing and kind, because my mat is home.
i listen for each breath, and if i can’t hear it, i pull back – i breathe deeply again. with each inhale, i pull prana into every individual cell, renewing my energy in an instant… then i let go of any ‘stuff’ making me heavy, as my belly pulls in toward my spine. i relax into the present.
my busy, noisy mind becomes still and my trapped emotions rise from the depths of their. hiding places. i am able to FEEL it clearly and i am allowed to express it freely, because, my mat is home.
the challenge does not lie in the difficulty of the posture, comes from our relationship with the mind. in our ability to bring ourselves back into the present and know, without doubt, that we ARE enough – that anything is possible.
i often get lost in the labyrinth between my ears; i have even wanted to die to escape those uncomfortable sensations. the gripping darkness.
i practice Ashtanga Yoga to come home, remember that i am the universe in a human. i practice because it makes me TRULY happy and free.
“lokah samastah sukhino bhavantu”
may all beings everywhere be truely happy and free; may my actions, thoughts and words contribute in some way to this happiness, for all.