This post is generously compensated by Athleta, who gave me a gift card for the two adorable and autumnal jackets pictured below. As always, all the opinions stated here are my own.
Well, I’m the yoga teacher who missed yoga month. I admit it. September was wild for me – starting graduate school, finishing my west coast trip, and just trying to keep my serenity in tact while moving back to NYC. When the kind folks at Athleta asked me to talk about what my yoga is, I kept meaning to write about it, but (as all bloggers are at one time or another guilty of) I was living it, instead of writing about it.
My yoga is so much more than Asana. My yoga is remembering to look around at the world around me, to take it in, to appreciate the leaves and the air. My yoga is to remember and appreciate nature even in a city as busy as New York.
October brings changes. Changes in the air, with the temperatures getting cooler, temperatures in school, with assignments becoming more real, changes in light. Sometimes, my yoga is simply to take in the changes with acceptance and grace. My delight is also to help others take in those changes with grace and love.
Of course, I practice asana as much as feels right to me and my precious body. Of course, there is so much delight in the physical shifts yoga can bring. But, when life is overloaded with the “Busys”, sometimes the best yoga I can do is simply pause, look around, read a book, sit with my heart, and be. Yoga gave me that capability, and I will forever be grateful for my practice and for the delights that support me in it. Yoga month is this month, and this moment, and this moment.
May every breath of your life be infused with the awesome and divine power of yoga.