I am still working my way back to my practice. Yes, this really is a broken record going round and round the old turntable.
New Year’s resolutions have never been my thing, although I do appreciate the intention of them. That said, I didn’t make a resolution. BUT I did set an intention a few days ago in cahoots with my friends at extendYoga to join a 30-day yoga habit challenge. Back to that broken record and it’s bumpy, scratchy cycle. Some of you remember that sound. An old record (now called vinyl), a favorite with so many plays, lots of dust and fingerprints, many scratches, maybe even a crack. The needle lands to the crackle and hiss, sometimes there is rhythmic pop . . . pop . . . pop. That is precisely what returning to my yoga mat feels like this time…..
Happy New Year to me.
I actually returned to some of my old blogs to motivate myself. Can you believe that? I have always said Yoga Nag needs a nag, but that is pretty absurd. I resurrected and reworked an old blog for Medium on Ten Reasons to Practice Yoga Alone. Check it out if you too need some clarity, and maybe a smidge of motivation to practice on your own.
Honestly practicing yoga alone is the ONLY way I want to practice yoga right now. I know community is great. I love a good yoga class. But at this moment, this practice, this return to my practice, is between me and my mat. Alone.
Pop….. pop….. pop.
But then the music plays, and you can still hear and feel it through the noise, that wear and tear of years of playing and love.