The drop and the ocean

I could not push myself through the entire yoga practice today.  I was conscious during it that my body strength and resilience has been sorely impacted by the manifold traumas of my life and that my body is holding onto so many trapped feelings.  I was wise enough to stop mid way through the difficult parts of the practice.

The teacher checked into see if I was okay. I told her why I need to stop.  She said “It takes more strength to stop than to push on through”.  “It is one of my major life lessons”, I replied.

A sadness rose up in me.  I felt on one level I  had fallen behind and as a result I was left alone, but that alone place was where I needed to be.

Towards the end of the class I felt a deep grief over so many things in my life.  We did…