It’s the half way point in my 108 days of yoga. I have been a dedicated yogi for 16 years but this is the first time I ever decided to commit to it for 108 days in a somewhat continuos time period. Why? For the past 19 years I have been a very busy parent of 4 children and in raising them I have also had to have more than one job, and be available to my family in the down times from work. Six years ago I decided to combine my yoga practice and my work and I was invited to teach the children’s classes in the studio where I regularly practice. Along the way I started down the path of getting certified as a yoga instructor which meant getting another job (3) since the yoga income was now going back into the training. Ugh! To my misfortune, the style of yoga I committed to began to unthread as a major scandal played out. Rather than distancing myself from yoga I decided to use a one year sabbatical that my family had already planned (yes, I was saving every spare peso we had for that too) to really become centered in what yoga looks like to me so that I can go home again and be honest about committing to a style that is based in truth and grace. So this is what I have determined for me at the 1/2 way point. Within the next year I will sign up and begin again a training that is in the style of Inclusion without a dictated name. It is a training that will still gain me a RYT title but does not bind me to a particular path. I like this very much and since those I prefer to teach are 12 years old or younger I think it will be better to let “What Will Be”, be explored and determined by each child that shows up to my class. I am grateful to have some grounding and a vision at the half way point of this immersion and am excited to see “What Will Be” my continued path of yoga exploration and education.
I took the above photo at the public boat slips in the Getxo Marina (Pais Vasco, Spain). These 3 fish are so symbolic of my time to regroup in murky waters and to be guided again in new found faith and trust.
My asana practice today was self guided.
A gorgeous day at the beach (in Plentzia, Spain) creates so much healing for the body, mind and soul. Our family soaks all of it in, sight, sound, touch and taste trying to be silent a little more so as not to miss the gift of what we can receive. What ever powers came together to bring this day to us I am eternally grateful. Namaste!
My asana practice today was a sweet 15 minute pre-surf stress from YogaGlo…http://www.yogaglo.com/online-class-1585-Pre-Surf-Stretch.html
Is there anything more wonderful than the smell of bonfire in your hair? OR, Is there anything more wonderful than the sound of a an ocean lapping the shore while being warmed by a bonfire. To my delight I’ve been lucky to have both this week…It must be summer in Northern Spain! It has been a true delight of the senses as we celebrated Noche de San Juan (June 23/24) and the beginning of summer vacation. For the next few months with a house full of children and the beach tempting us, it will be hard to stay focused on a daily mat practice. Just this week I have found my yoga drifting outdoors including a sporadic session of balance poses while touring our town with my son “the photographer”, and while kayaking on the river that threads it’s way through Bilbao working on some arm and core building poses. Yoga is all around us and the mat is just only one place to find it. Don’t let a mat stand in your way is my mantra this week.
Some days are a haunting reminder of the past. As you have made progress on the road to your life there are dark moments or traits that resurface to remind you that you aren’t quite finished yet. I imagine that when life comes to a close, barring tragic death, that you might end life having worked through some of your personal madness and refined the attitude to become your best personal self. Then again this could just be the idea of my ideal, which again leads me in a circle back to the reoccurring dark moments. Funny and true!
This day ends a year abroad for the first of my immediate family. Our daughter is returning home to the US after completing a year in Europe as a prospective student. It takes a tremendous amount of courage for a young adult to step out of their comfortable place in the nest of a family and face the road ahead somewhat alone. Our daughter entered in to a program she knew little about and had to summon up a ton of strength, balance, effort and courage to face the unknown. In not having a big safety net of support she had to evaluate whether this year would determine whether she could commit or even enjoy a college experience that would lead to a demanding lifestyle and career path. She is a winner for seeing it through, giving herself the time to really think about it and even in her choice to determine that in fact, that was not where she wanted to be. She can not see how she has made this year a success yet by it’s my hope that when she is further down her path, or even advising a friend or child of her own, that this year will be a marked memory of learning, growing and succeeding.
As we send her back and remain in our own location fro the next 4 weeks I am determined to grow my own strength of courage and tackle some of the asanas of yoga I falsely fear.
Today’s asana practice was this video by Tiffany Cruikshank on YogaGlo, a strenuous vinyasa flow titled “Be Courageous” http://www.yogaglo.com/video_2939_l.html.
The photo above is by me taken out our front window of a sweet little bird on a roof top in Getxo, Spain. She is alone, yet part of a group that has already taken flight.
Did you ever happen to notice that if you slow down and pay attention things will all of a sudden come in to alignment? it’s so cool!
These past 4 days I needed to go to care for one of my children and I needed to put my 108 days of yoga immersion on hold. What I didn’t realize was, I wasn’t really doing that. As I made my way through various flights, buses and lots and lots of walking towards my destination I put in to effect all that I had been practicing in the last 30 days. I started slowing my thoughts down. I began to breath deeper to stay focused and come in tune with my task. I was practicing and immersing myself in the glory of the habit that I had already started forming.
The days I was away were quite different than I had planned in my head. There was that yoga again…live in the here and now and stop forecasting what should and shouldn’t be…and the yoga was taking hold. The conversations I had planned in my head that we would have, the walks and tears we would shed just didn’t happen. My adult child just needed me to be near while healing through the nourishment of sleep and companionship. My child taught me the beauty again of being quiet with someone whom you love, even in the hardest and most challenging moments.
It has taken me these last 24 hours of being home again to reflect on the strength of love and a genuine yogic lifestyle. I sense these last 4 days will be an ongoing reflection for me and for that I am grateful to have had made the time.
The aging process is a wild ride in hormonal change, just so you know. Craving sweets, crying at the creative brilliance of TV commercials, and zits, again! Who knew? Only the generations of elderly folk before you, that’s who. Damn those senior citizens for not giving you the blow by blow, or is the forgetful parts of their brains we have to thank. Topping the list of information forgetting to get passed down to me is that my belly would join my boobs in the submission to gravity. Geez! As my English language learning students wanted to know the other day…WTF! As I explained to my students that it is in fact better to tell yourself “WTF” and not proclaim it to the world, I whole heartily surrender to vocalization when the information can help others. So people, listen up. Someday when you are in the throws of mid life and maybe you have been a bit lax about the amount of control you’ve had over your (insert food of choice) cravings, and the amount of dedicated time to exercise dwindles, well add those two together and you may be hit in the lips by your belly my friend, most noticeably as you work your way into downward facing dog or plow pose. Just saying, and you are welcome for this little piece of enlightenment.
My asana practice today was Jo Tastula’s YogaGlo class @ http://www.yogaglo.com/online-class-611-Intermediate-Yoga-Flow-for-Core-and-Upper-Body-Strength.html