Voices from the 889 Yoga Community
Some people get their best thoughts / eureka moments in the shower. The final resting pose in yoga is my shower equivalent. I know that savasanna is a time when I should try to think of nothing, but it is when I think of everything. True to my monkey mind self, meditation and savasanna are extremely difficult states for me. Here’s a fairly recent savasanna train of thought; a bit of summer for you on this winter day.
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There is a chimney that peeks through the trees, as if straight from one of Aesop’s Fables, when you look out of the Sun Studio’s window. I like to place my mat there so that I can catch a glimpse of it during every class.
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In big bold letters on my mental holiday wish list, I wrote: NEW YOGA MAT. Granted no one but me could see this list, it was still something I really hoped to get.
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This is the short tale of a sad garden that made me happy this past summer. I have two brown thumbs. They match my stiff yogini limbs perfectly.
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The distance between the back of my heel and the mat when in downward dog has hardly diminished since my yoga practice began. I am fairly certain that the day my heel meets the floor in one effortless move, I will let out a slight squeal.
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I am the girl who leaves one eye open during meditation.
Am I doing it properly? Am I the only one? I take comfort in the surround sound of knees cracking from my fellow newbie practitioners—you’re my people.
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