I’ve been practicing yoga consistently for two years and each pose gets a little easier after months of repetition. Standing forward-bends used to strain my back, and even with my knees bent, my fingertips barely brushed the ground.
But after years of practice, standing forward-bends are one my favorite asanas. I can lay the palms of my hands flat against the floor, with straight legs, and the sensation that runs through my body is no longer straining, but rather soothing and relaxing.
It took time to get here, and even after two years of practice, six to seven days a week, I still have to do the modified version of many of the poses. I’m not yet strong enough to carry the weight of my entire body on my hands — but I will be — with more practice.
Aside from practicing yoga daily, I also meditate, and study and learn from books how I can deepen the spiritual impact yoga has had on my body and mind. I have altered my eating habits to fit a more compassionate diet because plant-based foods complement yoga better than any other diet.
Yoga has become such an integral part of my life, I was not surprised when I woke up this morning having dreamed of doing yoga.
In my dream, I was sitting on the floor with my legs spread apart. A man, who I assume was my teacher, sat across from me.
“Fold your body over your leg,” he said.
I lowered my body over my leg until my forehead rested effortlessly against my thigh, and my arms stretched forward and my hands bound evenly around my foot.
“I didn’t know I could do that,” I said to my teacher.
“That’s because you never tried.”
I opened my eyes this morning to the most powerful dream I have ever dreamed.
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