This morning I spent some time all by myself in a studio practicing a bit of yoga. I opted to skip the showers and instead added an extra five minutes at the end to just sit and be. No judging, no particular thoughts, letting things come in and out of my mind, feeling the sunlight on my right knee, and listening to my breath rise and fall. I didn't try and go anywhere during the practice or achieve any meditation goals, I just wanted to do it for five minutes.
Afterwards I hopped up, ran downstairs to grab a cup of tea, collected my gym bag from the locker room, and picked up Wesley from the nursery. It might have been the sunshine but I think that those five minutes were the most precious ones of the entire morning (next to making Wesley cackle by kissing his belly). I felt really good. Really alive. And really grounded.
Tonight as Mario and I are set up on dueling laptops I spent a few minutes reading blogs. I happily discovered a new post on my friend Penny's blog about her new personal art project. Her interpretation and artwork based on a quotation from her yoga studies nailed my experience this morning and gave me goosebumps.
Kind of makes me giddy to go back to the studio to do it all over again tomorrow.
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