on the mat is a state of mind
Tonight I am not at yoga, and quite on purpose. After a long long day away from the house and my pup I am on my sofa with dinner and monday night’s episode of Heroes.
Do I wish I were at yoga? Damn straight. But the forlorn look I got from my dog as I headed out the door with my mat gave me pause, and I stayed. I am also exhausted, so I think that an early dinner and an early night might do me well.
This silence, this peace that comes from knowing that I’m where I’m supposed to be without sacrificing my well being must be part of a yogic life. It must.
Onward and Inward.