How I missed you. How my heart ached without you.
Once again, you bring peace to my hectic life.
I resumed regular yoga practice last week. It has been amazing. I didn't realize how badly my body and mind missed it until that first day and I couldn't believe I survived without it. Marlene, my instructor, and I talked after class and she told me that even the most dedicated of yogis need a break sometimes...that it makes you realize how vital the practice is to your life.
Boy, was she right.
"To allow ourselves to be carried away by a multitude of conflicting concerns, to surrender to too many demands, to commit oneself to too many projects, to want to help everyone in everything is to succumb to violence." - Thomas Merton
Will Be Back Later,
1 comment:
Sooooo good for you! I know how nice that feeling is - to be reunited with the practice. I love to think about the meaning of yoga being "yoke" or "union" with the divine. So true!
When I didn't practice for almost two months, I missed it so much and deeply felt the importance of that union in my life. I agree that taking a break, voluntarily or not, is important for that reason. And that no matter how long you are away, it is always there waiting for you.
Have a great weekend!
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