Yogi On the Path

Ripples and troubles with my yoga training. Good sessions, not so good sessions. Perplexed. I have limits. Physical limits. Things that are tight that should not be. Joints that should bend but do not. Mental limits. There are a lot of things at once to pay attention to. Posture, the roll of the leg, the position of a shoulder, the length of spine, the openness of chest, the force applied through the toe, the gaze in the distance, the breath, always the breath. Always with the interpreting what I need to be doing. The hard part, understanding the goal of the pose, understanding that when I am to be stretching the hamstring, I should be stretching the hamstring, not straining my calves, for instance. Balance; I don’t feel balanced. Nobody is perfectly balanced, sure, but when I lay flat in the savasana, I should feel somewhat level, but I don’t, I feel warped, uneven. The imbalance makes me tense to relieve the imbalance, and I have to remember to relax. Relax. This will take me a long while to be able to see myself, to see my body, to see where it needs to be, to see how to get there. Awareness. Proprioception. Control.

Published by Shawn

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