Warm, welcoming hello to you~
Jaded is the label I am putting on my Yoga practice. Shocker! Let me continue…
I’ve been living in California since September. I have practiced Yoga here now for over 6 months. What I’ve experienced has shifted my devotion. Yoga isn’t what it was when I couldn’t get enough a few years ago-say 2008? When none of my friends or family could reach me because I was on my way to-or already deep in my practice. If they wanted to connect, I’d tell them, “you can come to Yoga practice with me!”
Have I had too much? Initially, I felt a deeper meaning. I felt a sense of connection to the greater whole. Yoga was my escape from reality. I delve into a another world and explored the universe inside myself. Is it bias? In Madison, Wisconsin-my practice was incredible. It was so deep and so true. There’d be an off day where this didn’t apply-yet that occurrence was infrequent.
Labeling the way I feel at this current moment is more of a question-I’m questioning myself. Introspection. Svadhyaya perhaps. It’s possible I’m just in a “winter” of my life-a dip-there’s highs, lows~
It’s true, however. It’s very true. My “asana” practice isn’t what it used to be. I used to be crazy about “tradition” and how I didn’t like most styles of asana practice because they simply weren’t the “real thing.”
Now? How do I feel? I don’t think there were Yogis in the Himalayas doing “upward dog.” I’m just not feeling it!
What is more important?
Physical Yoga. Hatha Yoga. Asana practice cultivates awareness.
Every dedicated moment on the mat is another opportunity to get in touch with myself. Knowing my self better enables me to be a person who responds as opposed to reacts to situations in life. Reaction tends to be unconscious. Making conscious decisions in life is a skill.
Every moment on the mat is a chance to notice my own patterns, how I respond to difficulty or challenge, what my expectations are, what my desires are…
Discipline in practice translates to daily life.
If this is not my experience, each time I step on the mat-the sense of unfulfilled sets in-immediately. Am I causing it?
I mean no harm by these words, but I do not feel inspired by the Yoga Instructors in my area. Giselle Mari. Yes. She’s only one. Prajna Vieira. Okay, we have two…I’m running out! I’ve taken some incredible classes here in the SF Bay area. BUT! Who really has the depth I’m yearning for?!
Oh, and yes. I’m still working on my abs. 😀