With my yoga practice that is. I have been an on and off practitioner/student/teacher over the last 14 years. In the last couple of years, hoop dance kind of replaced my yoga practice. Both offer similar benefits, but I was just enjoying the fun and upbeat energy of hooping more than where I was at in my yoga flow. In the last month or so, this has all changed for me. Nothing has changed as far as my love for hooping BUT, my love for my yoga practice has renewed itself.
I have been picking up a bunch of classes where I work these last number of weeks, and it has been a joy getting back into my teaching groove. It’s funny how this yoga “teacher” thing works, as we are truly the perpetual student. Sure, I can call out names of asanas, help students correct their alignment and be a constant reminder to bring their awareness to their breath…I have a certification to prove it. But is that all that yoga is? Is that my only “job” as their teacher? The western stereotype would tell most people yes. The true yogis of the world I’m sure, would adamantly disagree. And I would have to agree with them. I believe it is natural in our culture to be drawn to the physical benefits of our practice- and there is nothing wrong with that. Given enough time and self reflection however, and you come to realize that there is more to this “yoga” than just being able to wrap your leg around your head. This is where I am at with things.
There are a couple of ailments that I am working with through my asana practice, sure. But it is within the stillness of these moments that I am connecting to so much more. By closely paying attention to what comes up for me- emotionally, mentally and spiritually- I am going to places far beyond the surface and am feeling quite excited about it. It is not that my actual practice has changed much, but it is all being seen through new eyes. I am finding it more magical…more enchanting. I am aware of it in my day to day life. My body and soul yearn for it now, for it provides a space where I feel more easily connected to spirit.
Not everyone is in the same space, and that’s ok. I am not here to judge- myself or anyone else. I am simply here to recognize the beauty of this practice and where it is taking me moment to moment. It is a reflection of me, of you and God (however that translates for you)- which are ultimately one in the same. And that my friends, is LOVE.
MoonStruck 