As I talked about in last week's blog, I was approaching my yoga practice all wrong. This week though, there was progress!
If you intentions are not generative and do not breath life into you, they can harm your mental and even physical well-being.
Living in a pandemic is definitely uncomfortable, frightening and exhausting and last week all those feelings were compounded by my own personal realities.
This year is different. This journey is personal, physical and spiritual. I am not sure how to demonstrate that on a blog, but HEY! I have to try.
Well, I am starting over. That's the thing about life. You can always start over. I am trying to find myself again. I want to feel myself again. I want to love myself again, and yoga showed me that love. So please join me as I explore this Year As A Yogini.
I am back, and what a time to be back. It is almost 3 years after I gave birth to this brain child and about 2 years after I have sort of abandoned it. 2020 has been a wild year of twists and turns, and I am privileged and lucky enough to have the safety, support system, and space to write.