Monday, January 3, 2011

Home Sweet Yoga

I can hardly believe it, but at this time next week I'll be trying to wind down and be well-rested for the start of my final semester of nursing school. I will undoubtedly fail at being well-rested, though, because one of the things I'm allowing myself for this, the light at the end the tunnel of Scholastic Hell, is a yoga class. And I'm so far past excited...it shouldn't be allowed.
Now, I've had an on again/off again relationship with yoga for about eight years, but lately, it's been off again...again. In fact, the only time I've practiced in the past year was inspired by Justin telling me that yoga isn't hard. And while I'm all about friendly competition, I can't help but feel that it's...I don't know...exactly what yoga isn't about. To me--and perhaps only me (and that's okay!)--yoga is about challenging myself to stay still and calm and to find comfort where it seems not to occur. It's about realizing that, while nothing is perfect in practice, there are perfect ideas/ideals and it is important to always strive for them. It is about discipline and ritual and being allowed to be a part of something bigger than cultures, religions, generations and every other comfort.

Above all else, I'm way off-balance lately (re: school burnout, imminent adulthood, etc.). What better time to work on that than now? ...exactly!

Oh, and I anticipate writing about this a lot. 

1 comment:

  1. Yoga that's the only thing that keeps me sane most of the time. Especially after a really hard day, I find the need to focus and find balance is great, and yoga is the thing that does it for me. I think you're right about finding comfort when comfort seems far away. I find comfort in poses that force my body to do things it normally doesn't do. I find balance in days that seem so completely thrown off by different forces. And sometimes, I find clarity when I can't seem to separate one thought from another.

    Cheers for yoga!

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