Every day he was down at the beach doing some sort of Tai-Chi/Yoga combo. He was so darling and so focused. Plus also so old and wrinkly cute you just wanted to put him in your pocket or something.
That probably sounded weird. (shrug) Oh well.
As the days passed I came to embrace the silence. I loved how the quiet would fill me and yet, I could feel the energy of all the people around me. I knew every time we passed by the little old man we were all thinking the same thing. Could feel everyone smiling when we'd see this cute blond naked baby playing in the ocean every morning with his Grandfather. Waving enthusiastically to our group; either oblivious or rather proud to the fact that he was totally naked.
It was amazing that we could be having our own internal experience and still feel supported and connected with those around us.
Much like a yoga session. :)
The last day of our silent walks, our teachers took us just a little further down the beach. As we made our way to turn back, there was this sign.
Class is going to feel different every time we come to our mats. Sometimes we are dealing with a lot of resistance, both physical and mental, even emotional. We can choose to let that resistance distract us and discourage us, or we can let it push and inspire us to investigate and explore what we're feeling. Nothing distracts more in yoga and consequently in life, as critical thoughts. We practice learning to enjoy the sweet silence we create with our breath. Slowing down, approaching each pose and focusing on not how it looks, but how we react to it. There is a contentment that comes from breaking down internal barriers, and a healing in final relaxation that I just so much want people to have as a tool in their lives.
If you come to yoga to do the postures perfectly, I'm afraid you are missing the point.
People will always tell me that they know yoga is a great workout, and it is. But it's just so much more if you let it.
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