Sometimes I forget how much I love yoga. I know that sounds strange coming from a yoga teacher. But I do other things as well, so each day my focus does not revolve around yoga- practicing or teaching. Especially lately where my own practice has become subdued and exercise in general has taken a bit of a back seat. I have been so busy lately working on other things. The days start early and end late and then I collapse into bed. Yesterday I was on my feet for most of the day (which now when pregnant is A LOT). By the time night time came around my legs were swelled up to the gills (nightly thing) and my feet were soooo achey. I quickly did some household stuff, made my husband dinner (lentils, quinoa and sliced persian cucs) and then scurried upstairs to put my legs up the wall. Ahhhh relief. Its better than drugs. 30 min. there was like a dream. The pain began to subside and all tension began draining out of my pores. My anger at having just noticed how our housekeeper had scraped up my gorgeous and highly sensitive floors lessened. I mean, they are just floors right? Then keeping that boozey yogic feeling, I slid onto the floor and did some great stretching/poses- cat/cows, downdogs, lots of side stretches, standing forward folds, shoulder and neck openers, normal and supta baddha konasana, pigeon, and lots of block supported shoulder/back openers. I felt everything shift. That sense of connection and relaxation is so key in all of this and so important for the baby too. I can feel her feel happiness. Often she gets into it when I practice. Giving me little kicks. But last night she was super relaxy and just going along for the ride. Then I took a hot shower, washed and conditioned my hair and felt so happy and alive. Stretched out, calm, floating, clean. Some of my favorite things. It was yet again a lesson in doing what you can. It doesn’t have to be a sweaty hour and a half practice to be yoga, or beneficial yoga. It is all it needs to be for different times of your life, mood, day. Feel the shift. be the shift. Have a lovely day.
xoxox, McLean
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