As I get older I realise that I am less interested in beautiful bodies.
I am interested in functional bodies.
Bodies that reach, hold, hug, think, extend, love, question, flex, push, pull, sweep, swoon, laugh, bend, believe, feel, dance, breathe, lengthen and light up. I'm interested in peoples smiles, the way they look you in the eye and speak from their hearts. More and more I'm focused less on my own waistline and more on my feet, my breath, my beliefs and my self talk. My judgements, my journey, my safe spaces, my friends and family. Life becomes more internal but less self focused.
Once upon a time a good day would have had something to do with loose jeans or a number or clear skin or maybe even somebody else's lovely body! Now a good day is all about hugs from my children, laughs with friends (even when we are supposed to be concentrating on the serious business of yoga!), a happy spine and a good forward fold.
Nothing is too serious. Yoga has lost it's struggle, it's striving, it's ego, it's image.
Or should I say - "Yoga was never those things. I have lost my struggle, my striving, my ego, my image. Yoga has become awareness, in life and in practice."
No pretty pictures or poses.
No complicated dogma or constant questioning or doubts.
No competing or comparing.
Just the delight of movement. The gratitude to be found in strength, a sense of being thankful and trusting my body will hold what it needs. Knowing that struggle, whether it's dis-ease,warrior pose or a troubled child, will pass. It always does. Injuries heal, the clouds clear, legs carry us, kids find their stride-so do we.
And trusting that my body will have the courage to let go of what it doesn't. No juice cleanses or expensive potion promises. No belief in a toxic system, body or world. I choose to believe in growth. My own and humanity's.
The flow of the breath that is the touchstone of life's presence. It's space. It's time.
That is what life has become. Everything is Yoga.
Yoga is simply awareness of life.
Beautiful class this week folks. A celebration of growth. M xx