I love that my yoga practice is mine.  Not a session at the studio, or a class at the gym.  It is not measured by my physical strength or by my endurance.

Meditations from the Mat

I do not compare myself with other participants.  Yoga is whatever I make it today.  It is a discipline that is all mine.

For that very reason, my practice has had a lot of ups and downs.  Times of real dedication, and times of neglect.  But the opportunity to focus internally and to block out the surrounding noise of life is a real asset — one that I can develop and carry with me throughout my life.

(I highly recommend Meditations from the Mat, by Rolf Gates, if you have not read it yet)


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