Imagine. You are breathing, practicing yoga. You flow into Ananda Balasana, happy baby pose. You lie on your back with your peace fingers hooked around your big toes, your legs waving in the air.
All of the sudden a little, black kitten jumps on your belly. After the initial shock, you settle back into the pose. The kitten begins to make itself comfortable. He finally finds the perfect spot …
Can you guess where???
He lies down and gets comfy in your crotch.
You can’t help but laugh. You grab him, give him a snuggle, and roll out of the pose, chuckling…
It may be cliché, but I feel them blowing. Cold air has been moving into Florida. Yoga is becoming a bigger part of my life. I’m making temporal space for my arts and crafts, and I will be researching where I might be able to sell them locally. (Though if you aren’t local or just can’t wait, you can buy anytime from the LD Shop!!) Continue reading
Yoga (i.e. asana) is supposed to help align your body with your mind/spirit/whatever. It’s supposed to be a reflection of how you deal with the real world. Maybe you are faced with a particularly challenging pose. Do you face the challenging, sticking with it no matter how much it begins to hurt? Do you automatically choose a resting pose and fall into that? Do you try it, and then take a resting pose once you realize you need it? Do you do the same thing in your regular life?