I returned to my yoga mat on Saturday and had an amazing practice on Saturday morning that challenged me, strengthened me and reminded me both that I am capable and deserving. This morning, we worked on a series of poses, breaking them down and practicing them. Then we taught each other, thirty-two sun salutations in all. For those of you who don't practice yoga, that's roughly twelve poses repeated thirty-two times in a row. It was both brutal and absolutely beautiful. Working my body and my mind in that way brought so much joy and peace.
I had some wonderful conversations with some women who are fast becoming friends whose insight I so admire. I had some realizations about my body, that I carry my stress in my shoulders and that I don't really even know how to let it go, and my mind, that when I harness joy and actively cultivate it, I can maintain it, even if the face of darker moods. I also committed this next two weeks toward surrender and yoga. If you're looking for me, I'll be at the studio.