hating life on my yoga mat

hating life on my yoga mat

This is my mind checking out…instead of checking IT out. So much for the peaceful and graceful asana practice that I see in pictures and online. If, I’ve checked out my breath has stopped, my jaw is clenched and I’m pretty sure my facial expression is not serine. And I am all judgy inside with thoughts about how beautiful the teacher or my yoga mates are and I am not. How they got the pose…I did not. This experience is part of my truth. It is also part of my path. As important as and more important than “getting the pose”. The pose is just the vehicle for my soul’s birth.