I often wonder when the day will come when someone will ask me “What is yoga, really?” I ponder all the different ways I would answer. I get really tounge tied for the appropriate, concise, and professional answer. Ummmm...well that is what my personal practice was about today.
My mind was so “busy” during my practice it was making me crazy. I kept telling myself, “3 more slow breaths” but as I took the breaths I keep thinking about writing about this. I kept thinking about why I am having so much trouble connecting to a yoga teacher and studio here in my new home. I have all the time in the world to practice yoga.
As I listened to my yoga music on my ipod, and moved in no special order, I just felt what my body needed this morning...it came to me. 2 years ago after both my 200 hour trainings, yoga became no longer an “exercise, or a workout” yoga was, and had to be “an experience” for me.
I finished my practice (the 30 minutes I could squeak out!) and as I sat up and put my hands together in prayer (this is my favorite part by the way) I began to cry. I had an “experience” this morning on my mat and I felt something. I couldn’t even tell you what I did or any of the postures by name. I HAD AN EXPERIENCE.
That is what yoga is to me….
This video is a reflection of the emotion of yoga. I hope you can feel it too.
Namaste
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