Yoga Week: Oh who cares?

Since November, through sickness and health, solitude and celebration my yoga practice has been unwavering. But this week may be the one to break my resolve.

See yoga connects me. My body, my feelings, my view of the word all become one. Yoga in fact mean “union.”

My breath and movement can explore a tightness that is physical and spiritual. It can consider and loosen without force. The opening is more than a stretch. It’s an opening to new perspectives, new ideas and new opportunities.

There’s yoga for every state of being. When ill, it can be soothing stretches and coordinated breath. Meditation in movement. On other days, it can activate my body. Bathe my cells with renewed vitality.

So, why am I finding many little ways to try and undermine my practice?

Because yoga isn’t selective. It connects to our joy; it connects us to our sorrow.

Right now, I don’t want to be connected. I want the numbness of distracted living. Winter is rough on someone dear to me. I wear myself out caring and caregiving. And there is a heartfelt sorrow as I see his struggles and hope for continued healing.

So I’m working around the edges of lapsing. Moving my practice to the last moments of the day just before sleep takes over. Reducing the chance I will connect deeply.

The opportunity to feel even this deeply is before me.

Namaste

3 thoughts on “Yoga Week: Oh who cares?

  1. V.J. Knutson February 9, 2018 / 5:58 pm

    I think as women we are conditioned to put others before ourselves not recognizing that without replenishing our well first, we will burnt out. It is not selfish to take time for self – it is preservation. (Oh dear, I might just be lecturing myself here.) Take care.

    Liked by 1 person

    • Teresa Berkowitz February 9, 2018 / 6:02 pm

      Always good to hear from you.

      You are so right about women and caregiving. But the obstacle in this case is that deep connection to my current emotions. I would rather be treating myself to something distracting like a delicious lunch out and a purchase or two.

      Still I am a woman with a strong willpower. I keep plugging through. Got through today’s practice.

      Liked by 1 person

      • V.J. Knutson February 9, 2018 / 6:06 pm

        Good for you! The emotional angst is the hardest to wade through.

        Liked by 1 person

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s