My crooked yoga journey

How my path to yoga moves from crooked to not so crooked and back again

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Location: So. Cal

Mom of two teenagers: One of each style. wife of Billy Canary, yoga teacher, ex-corporate manager, artist, crafter, reader. And did I mention I talk alot?

Thursday, September 08, 2005

A prayer to the universe: Please close today.

Wednesday, September 07, 2005

Sweet class, the Kung Fu studio next door didn't start thumping until a few seconds after I ended class with Namaste. Perfect.

I think next week I'll have to actually turn the lights on. I'm always sad when the sun goes down that early. A bright spot is in 2007 the US is changing the dates of our annual time change. It will being one week early and end one week later. March and November rather than April and Oct.

Off to bed, fully aware. g'night.

Tuesday, September 06, 2005

I enjoy reading blogs, specifically those pertaining to yoga. With some I'm fascinated by their descriptions of the physical pracice, others because of the discovery of how they feel during their daily lives.

Sometimes the bloggers themselves mirror my own feelings, one such was a post about not posting about her physical practice any more. Yes, that hit home with me.

I guess I don't see my ability to do a pose or not do a pose a huge problem. And if I continuously post about my inability to do a pose, it just seems to set a running tract thru my body/mind. Mind you, I used to post more often about specific poses, not so much any more.

My mind is clearer now than it was a few years ago and I know in a few years from now it will be clearer than now.

I am ramblin. G'night.