Before I decided practicing Vinyasa flow three times a week Just wasn't enough.
Before I breathed through real pain that turned to screaming pain
Before I disconnected from my inner wisdom that gently whispered
easy does it...
Then turned to my life long Mantra
You have to keep going!
Today in downward dog
as my body let go
and my heels gently touched my mat
.my monkey mind hardly noticed,
while reminiscing on how easy it once was some 6 years ago
to just be in this position
that now is a big challenge.
How defined and powerful my arms were then,
now soft and shapeless
.No Michelle Obama comparisons for me,
-just trembling arms,
as I breathe in rhythm
feeling thin rays of energy starting to move down my arms
like light shining through glass
Can I be Gentle with Myself?and hang out here
present in my ever tiring body,
holding and releasing simultaneously
breathing in rhythm,
noticing the ease and comfort that slowly arrives
as the trembling recedes
and I slowly turn my troubled cervical region
slowly releasing on my exhale
stretching my fingers
rocking my hands to an even deeper comfort and stability
Can I be Gentle with Myself?
to travel to that aqua blue water
feel its coolness and comfort.
or will my monkey mind interrupt yet again,
with To Do's
Should have's and the like.
Can I Be Gentle With Myself?..........Can You?
PS I have no clue as to what happened to my font colors.
My hubby walked through the directions
to no avail
so here it is
in all its imperfections