One of the things I love about yoga, whether I'm practicing or teaching, is that it forces you to be present. For seventy five minutes, my mind is focused on the asana, on the pranayama, and on the moment right in front of me - especially when teaching.

Something from my past keeps making an appearance in my life, and I'm so eager to let go of it. I get caught up in rumination and replaying old memories/conversations/exchanges...

I also feel like I'm at a crossroads with teaching yoga. I haven't been on my mat in the past six months as I've been focusing on strengthening my back. I feel somewhat disconnected from the practice and my yoga communities. And yet, at the end of my Sunday morning class, I'm overwhelmed with gratitude that I get to lead a class through this practice and to shape their yoga experience.

Letting go and moving on from something is rarely clear-cut. For now, I'm going to use this limbo, and this practice, to get clear on where it is I should go.

xxo