Feel Something in Your Yoga Practice
I just completed the longest yoga session of my life. It was 52 minutes drawn out into what felt like 52 hours. I was weak and distracted. Each new pose brought with it a new exit point and strategy. My mind was spilling over with justifications – I had this article to write, after all (though I had no idea what I would write about). And aren’t we supposed to practice self compassion? When I’m not at my best I should be gentle with myself, no? No. I mean, I suppose...