We all can do yoga
We all can do yoga.
After my yoga teacher training, I couldn't even forward fold without wanting to burst into tears and feeling like my body was filled with lead.
Once I really let go of judging myself for this andtrying to move through those feelings to "be better" in the pose, I began to honor the pain that needed to be listened to in my body.
This experience taught me gentleness, presence AND was the next step in opening a gigantic door into the art and creativity of my recovered Artist Self. Gentle micro awarenesses. Over and over again...because I couldn't do anything else.
With this hand gesture I'm doing yoga. I'm pressing each finger into the floor. I'm feeling my palm rest on the fabric. I'm breathing. I'm listening. Simple. Small. Practices. Create. Shifts.