Over the years, so many of my students have expressed varying levels of self-loathing. They're not strong enough, flexible enough, skinny enough, dedicated enough, etc., etc. So many come to yoga to lose weight and look pretty. So many don't come, because they want the same thing, but don't think yoga can do that for them. I came across this fantastic menagerie of human bodies today and had to share.
Yoga makes you confront yourself, and - with practice - it helps you become more introspective. You have to confront the shame as well as the hubris. You also have to confront change. I've had two babies. My body looks different, feels different, and acts different. So be it. It sounds flippant, but I do the work that gets me to that place of acceptance.
Since having kids, I'd forgotten how amazing it is to drag yourself out of bed and get to an early-morning practice. The act of not hitting the snooze button again is another step toward confronting yourself and charging forward into the day. And, gosh, it sure is lovely to hear the splashing water and the opera of the birds. Monday, I reached up toward the crystalline sky to demonstrate trikonasana (triangle), and not only saw clear lavendar and blue, but white flower petals falling upon me from the trees lining the steps. MAGICAL. This morning, four Mallard drakes chased a female across the sky in a cacaphony. LIFE.
I wish there was a cure all. I wish I could say a few words of support that would allow people to love themselves unconditionally. The fact is that practice is the only way. In the words of Guruji, "Yoga is 99% practice and 1% theory.” or "Practice and all is coming."
Yoga makes you confront yourself, and - with practice - it helps you become more introspective. You have to confront the shame as well as the hubris. You also have to confront change. I've had two babies. My body looks different, feels different, and acts different. So be it. It sounds flippant, but I do the work that gets me to that place of acceptance.
Since having kids, I'd forgotten how amazing it is to drag yourself out of bed and get to an early-morning practice. The act of not hitting the snooze button again is another step toward confronting yourself and charging forward into the day. And, gosh, it sure is lovely to hear the splashing water and the opera of the birds. Monday, I reached up toward the crystalline sky to demonstrate trikonasana (triangle), and not only saw clear lavendar and blue, but white flower petals falling upon me from the trees lining the steps. MAGICAL. This morning, four Mallard drakes chased a female across the sky in a cacaphony. LIFE.
I wish there was a cure all. I wish I could say a few words of support that would allow people to love themselves unconditionally. The fact is that practice is the only way. In the words of Guruji, "Yoga is 99% practice and 1% theory.” or "Practice and all is coming."