I have a great yoga instructor. (She’s my mom.) Last class she reminded us that practising non-violence meant that we didn’t need to always push ourselves.
::Think about that a moment. You don’t need to always push yourself. I don’t need to always push myself. Just thinking that, I find myself breathing deeper, my shoulders sinking down and away from ‘hunched up survival’ mode.::
Today, just back from a week away with Rainer, I am realizing that practising compassion and generosity, practising not forcing something, means not going to yoga class tonight. Sorry, Mom, you taught me too well.