As usual, I was up early today, buzzing with projects and connections and ideas, but mindful of the time, because my yoga time is important. I came to the mat, chose a basic class and committed to an hour of
moving meditation.
moving meditation.
I dedicated the practice to my dear husband and took some breaths. There was nothing new today, just basic asanas, and at first my legs didn’t quite want to give. I wondered if I would last the hour. Letting that thought go, I modified some vinyasas and kept breathing and moving. My body and mind loosened and by the final resting, I was calm in body, mind and spirit, and yet also alert and ready to focus. It is practice, and I will be forever learning. And at some point in today’s practice I surrendered to the idea of service, which is preparing me to answer an email I’ve been thinking about with an open heart. It’s not just exercise. It’s not just meditation. It’s a complete experience. A moving prayer. An integrated exercise. A very important part of my
day.
day.