I’m tempted to call yesterday a bad day, but it really wasn’t. I really think it was just a day I desperately needed off but didn’t have. After 10-days straight of work, clients, classes, schedules and not-enough-time-to-sit-and-read-my-book, I just needed a day that wasn’t run by a clock. So I crammed a mini weekend into my morning instead. This meant I didn’t get to the mat, but I think I needed that more than I did another 5 breaths in navasana. Despite this, I did make it onto my mat late last night. I unrolled it with no expectations, contemplating a meditation on Space. Instead I had a backwards practice to match my day - did a few salutations, worked through some standing series, and played with a couple postures I haven’t done on my own in a while. I spent a lot of time in downdog and dolphin, exploring the nuances yet again. It wasn’t a stellar or enlightening practice, but I loved the freedom to just play on the mat.
Today was totally different. I got to the mat this morning ready to rock. Went through the “full” primary, despite my negotiator threatening a protest after the standing series. I worked through it instead, knowing it was just BS from the weekend creeping up. As I did, I noticed myself stopping frequently to “think” because I couldn’t when I was holding a pose. DUH. Thats the point. To not think, to still the mind, to put all that crap aside and focus on right now. It was such a stupid realization, something that I’ve read, taught, practiced, and yet, today I was discovering it all over again.
I love how this whole challenge has really been a series of waves - intense realization followed by more subtle incorporation into practice, which is then reinforced by more realization. Every day on the mat has brought on something new to learn, practice, question and grow.
—lift—
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