When I step into the yoga studio, my mind wanders and breathing comes to a screeching halt. Mindfulness left unchecked, my focus isn’t on the current posture or my breath, but rather on competing forces taking me outside of the room. So when the instructor asked during a recent class “what do you need,” I used my time on the mat to compose a letter to Santa.
But as I made my way through the many lunges and Warrior II’s, I got stuck. Should my letter to the jolly old man with red cheeks and an effervescent glow, be funny or serious? A poem about running? Perhaps a plea for world peace? Health and wellness for friends and family? Or should it resemble a grown-up version of the letter I wrote to Santa as a five-year old?
Even repeats of my favorite pose (side plank) didn’t solve my dilemma. Would I go through class without as much as a rough draft to Santa? [Continue Reading]