it wasn’t until this year, 32 years into my existence on this planet that i truly learned to take a deep breath. i have always known it conceptually: suck air in till you can’t suck anymore and then let it go. but i had never really experienced it, known it. 🤦🏻♀️🙄 what kind of person doesn’t know what a deep breath is? i promise, it really isn’t that obscene—to live your whole life not truly knowing something that to most ppl is basic. you don’t miss the experiences you’ve never known. they are not part of your reality and thus they don’t exist. uno no extraña lo que no conoce.
yesterday i was fortunate to be in this room, sharing this experience. throughout the practice @adrienelouise
kept returning to the phrase “#movementthatserves
”. so often our bodies work in the service of others. in my youth i “practiced” yoga. alone, in my childhood room with a yoga pose book, i taught myself a few things. this was the beginning of my “journey on the mat”. then i went away to school lived with roommates, college boyfriend that turned into a bad marriage and then i had #theboy
. the journey on the mat sort of just unceremoniously faded into the nothingness. this year, the year of taking inventory, i have been working on getting back. not as a white knuckled grip on “my lost youth”; but rather an exercise in reconnecting with the things that inspired me then, and evolving these into things that inspire me now. as i am today. one of those things is my body. i have lived many lives, eaten many meals, slept in many beds, chatted, walked, skated, painted, had sex, and even made a person; but i have never truly owned my body. truly lived in it. yes, exercise is good for our bodies, but only insofar as the movements we choose to condition ourselves serve us. #sometimes
that’s just being still so that you can focus on a small movement like your breath. 🌞 #goodthingstaketime #mylifeintheory #storiesofabrokentoy #momentsintime #yoga #ywa #internationalyogaday2018 #adidaswanderlust #summersolstice #bethelighthouse #bethelight