Home and Yoga

Coming home to my own seat, to myself, to yoga, coming home to the Padmasana Asana, the Lotus Pose, my spiritual seat.  It’s one of the oldest postures in yoga and forms the basis for meditation, breathing practice and spiritual development. I’ve been away from this house for a very long time.  Frankly I’d given up hope of ever enjoying this pose again but amazingly, almost unbelievably, I’ve been slowly making my way back to this sacred home, this beloved posture, for the past several years.  Home to the yogic way of being.

In the past, I had found shelter, comfort and connection in yoga.  Shelter from the chaos of the world, comfort in my body and connection to spirit.  Two hip replacements and one new knee over the corse of a decade made yoga practice difficult to maintain.  Gratefully, blessedly, with the help of modern medicine and plenty of mat time I am starting to enjoy and benefit from this ancient practice again.  That is a homecoming is as joyful as it is improbable.  Something that feels like a miracle to me.  

Yoga is my spiritual seat in this world and I am so very grateful to not only revisit but also to re-engage and return to one of the most effective and pure spiritual practices that I know of.  The experience of returning to yoga is a gift that engenders a deep and profound gratitude.  I’m even more grateful to be able to not only do yoga but incredibly, be able to make a little progress with that practice in spite of being an old dude (age 67).  When I was young I never expected to live nearly this long, but here I am and, and, and I’m enjoying a remarkably blessed & fulfilling life. 

May you be free from suffering

May you find joy and happiness

May you be at peace

             

                                                           om shanti shanti peace, 

                                                                                           dan