I was a slinking, crooning R & B artist in another life. I can feel it radiating outward from BEHIND MY BELLY BUTTON when I hear the likes of these goddesses commanding us to be real:
What you find-ah
What you feel now
What you know-a
To be real
No one said it better, Chery Lynn. Being real, authentic, in the moment, accepting ‘what is’. Ain’t nothin’ more yogic.
My girl, Mary J. Blige agrees:
(Yoga), I always wanted you to be my baby
When you touch me boy you drive me crazy
I don’t wanna be your secret lover
When I get you boy there’ll be no other
It’s got to be real.
And so I work to develop a real at-home Yoga practice. I love to practice in a group and there’s nothing more sweet than the support and fellowship of a class. I am so in my zone when I teach yoga, lit up, giving it up and electric with gratitude to be alive. But for me to be an even more real yogi, I want to establish an at-home practice I enjoy and can grow with. Because I am an extrovert who gets her energy from others, it’s hard for me to conjure up the motivation to practice all by my lonesome. It was and is a huge feat for me to run distance – because it’s me and just me – and that’s why I keep doing it. The challenge.
I would love any advice from folks who practice at home. A tidbit of encouragement/advice/motivation to roll out my mat on my own hardwoods. Anyone? I want to awaken that snake coiled behind my navel in any setting. It’s just got to be real.
Lord, help me practice yoga at home:
And shine my sitz bones straight to the floor in halasana:
Amen. Nameste. Out. Off to teach.
Please send advice for at home practice.
