Last night was my first late night yoga time in my yoga room.
I think with yoga I am learning that the mat calls out to you. To spend time with yourself and look within in a very non critical way. But with a self loving reflective attitude.
My space here is definitely in the works and rough. It’s lived through both my children and been purple and blue and suffered holes in the wall. They are now patched and at night those patches appear to be “stars” to my eyes.
I wanted to keep the room fairly clear of trinkets to keep my mind on track. So I have some items that are sweet to me at this point in my life. A purple flower from a close friends 60th birthday, painted rocks my daughter and I picked up on a walk and a star my husband made for me is hanging from the ceiling. The blue walls are from my sons stay in the room and it reminds me of a twilight time of day.
Tonight my mat called out to me to stretch and relax. My dog came in and took over a corner of the mat and after shavasana my daughter came in the room with our new granddaughter and said she was drawn in by the smell and the calmness of the room. I love diffusing oils and playing spa like music when I practice. My daughter asked if we could do baby yoga so I held our sweet Alana and softly chanted “Shanti Alana Shanti”. Her name means awakening and shanti means peace. What a beautiful time with her. One I will cherish always.
Yoga is a beautiful give to yourself and I’m just barely opening the present. If you are still readying you must be slightly curious about yoga or are already connected with your mat. If you are the first I encourage you to take classes and make it your own experience. If you are the later…Namaste.