Oh Virtuals! How I adore you!
How I honor what you do, and what you did, day in and day out on your mats this month.
And do you you know PRECISELY why I honor you??
For the first day in a month.
I practiced alone. On my mat. At home. Under my own guidance. And it was….
It wasn’t easy, but really, it’s the best way.
I have said it before and I will say it again: You must practice yoga ALONE. You must confront your stuff on your mat, without any means of escape: no teacher, no other people, no nothin’. Just you and your tight hamstrings, your exhaustion, your worries, your resistance (mostly that).
Yeah. It’s interesting, isn’t it??
All month I have been talking to my studio classes about the importance of practicing alone and you know what?
They HATE the idea of it.
“No” they say, “It is not the same at home!” It is so much BETTER here in the comfy confines of the studio with its music and its valium-voiced teacher and its community and its love and….”
But it’s not the same as carving out the time to practice ALONE after a grueling day at work or after a whole day with the kid, or with a demanding job or with a headache or all the things that life dumps on us.
It is EASY to go to class.
What you Virtuals did, that’s the true practice.
I bow to you.
I am still processing what happened this month and I will share more of it in the coming days. But I wanted to post tonight to tell you that I love and appreciate you, and I thank you from the bottom of my heart for inspiring me this month.
Namaste, dear ones.