Day 18: Yoga Control
- By onthemat
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- 18 Dec, 2015
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It’s happened. Slowly and steadily, like a trudge through deep snow, but it’s definitely happened. Twenty-four days of daily yoga practice, and yoga has taken over my body and mind. I think about it when I’m planning my Christmas shopping outings. I think about it when I need to go to the super market (it’s actually a helpful procrastination tool in that department). I think about when I know I’m going to have a super-busy social weekend. I think about it when I have to work on other writing projects. I can’t plan anything until I know exactly when I’m going to squeeze in my daily trip to OTM. Good thing I like yoga. Good thing OTM has lots of excellent teachers bringing us lots of excellent yoga options. Yoga may have control over me, but it’s not because I didn’t ask for it. I’m beginning to wonder if I should try to do this for an entire year. Hmmm.
On The Mat Yoga Blog
“There is a light in the core of
our being that calls us home—one that can only be seen with closed eyes; We can
feel it as a radiance in the center of our chest. This light of loving
awareness is always here, regardless of our conditioning. It does not matter
how many dark paths we have traveled or how many wounds we have inflicted or
sustained as we have unknowingly stumbled toward this inner radiance. It does
not matter how long we have sleepwalked, seduced by our desires and fears. This
call persists until it is answered, until we surrender to who we really are.
When we do, we feel ourselves at home wherever we are. A hidden beauty reveals
itself in our ordinary life. As the true nature of our Deep Hear is unveiled,
we feel increasingly grateful for no reason—grateful to simply be.”
—John J. Prendergast, PHD, The Deep Heart
Seems like it’s been rainy,
windy, dreary for eons. Which may have helped us shelter inside a bit more. I
remember reading years and years ago in a Seth book that weather can be
influenced, and even created by mass human emotion. Why not? We are far more powerful
than we currently acknowledge, and science is beginning to validate many
phenomena that had seemed inconceivable before. Those seemingly endless days of
“bad” weather seemed congruent with the emotional tone of covid her in New
England. And now SUN! Glorious, warming, invigorating, hope-filled Sun! Today I
will be outside basking and gardening and thanking. And I’m sure the whole
neighborhood, and most of New England will go outside, stand with our faces to
the sun and breathe a huge healing breath of joy. And maybe the collective
energy of that will resonate out across the word as a promise of brighter days
to come.
