02/15/2019
I want to talk about yoga and handstands.
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I’ll start by saying, yoga is whatever you want it to be. It is and always will be individual to each person. Even if someone practices traditional yoga, their experience will be not the same as another soul doing the same. To me, this is one of the most beautiful things about the practice; a practice of self discovery and self awareness. What we find along the way: unknown.
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I wish I could put “What my practice is” into a single word, but I cannot.
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What I do know, is my practice has brought me back to my youth. Part of my youth was being a gymnast and doing a lot more than just a handstand.
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For a while, I lost this part of me; this athleticism and intensive activity.
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My practice and the reinvention of this strength has brought me back to a playful soul. A body that falls and tries new things. A mind that is constantly learning and figuring things out: maybe that be the work of inviting in a conscious breath practice for 60 minutes, growing my meditation practice beyond 10 minutes, or playing on my hands with new shapes.
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My practice is my practice, I do not wish it to be someone else’s. I only desire we find our own discoveries that make us feel whole again.
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While I am not sprinting down a runway onto a vault and doing back flips in the air or swinging giants and dismounting in twist from beams and bars, for me; this piece of my practice that may fall out of the coined “norm” is so special to me.
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It reconnects so many neural aspects in my brian and I can feel it, and it feels good. It brings me back to my roots, and our roots is where life is born.
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To each their own. Be yourself, always and keep watering YOUR roots, for this is where it will all, always begin.
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