I took some of my house guests to my yoga class this past Friday. Each had some yoga experience, one more limited than the other. One has some physical challenges. Nonetheless we got everyone settled with a mat (and in one instance, also a chair). I found myself somewhat distracted by how my guests were… Continue reading Levels of Distraction
There was a substitute yoga teacher today. I was more than a little apprehensive about this. I am so very new to yoga and did not want to be pushed (too much) past my comfort zone. It turned out fine. She had some familiar poses and some new ones for us to try. Some… Continue reading Changes
Today I was trying to continue with the advice to keep my eyes closed during poses so I could better focus. Early in our session, I realized that my face had responses to yoga. While I could not see my face (even had I opened my eyes) it made me think of something my grandmother… Continue reading Putting A Face On It
According to the Little Prince, “What is essential is invisible to the eye.” Yesterday my yoga instructor suggested we approach most postures with our eyes closed. Her point was that it would help us to concentrate. It certainly made me more mindful of the limitations of learning or perfecting postures when I could not… Continue reading Vision
Friday was a day where everything went as planned, with the possible exception of forgetting to get the laundry off the line until after dark. I was struck by the enormity of all going as planned and asked my yoga instructor about her class planning process. She replied that she starts each class with… Continue reading Planning
My yoga mat has textured ribs. Today I learned that there is a raspy noise when I am dangling my fingers while in a forward fold. As you might imagine, this also involved my finger nails. It makes me think of a zither. It did not seem to clash with the background music. As we… Continue reading Sounds
I stayed at a hotel earlier this week. When I walked into the room, I thought it smelled like a yoga studio. Then I found dead carnations on the back of the bathroom door and that captured my attention. And I shared the news of the carnations with many people at the conference I was… Continue reading Aroma
Today I noticed that the diffuser in the ceiling had an interesting play of light and shadow on it. The appearance was Salvador Dali esque and made me think of wrinkles in the time and space continuum. This led me to consider how my perspective is influenced by factors within and without my control. And… Continue reading Observations from my yoga mat
Pondering It All 