namaste

Once upon a time (in 2009), I fell in love with yoga.  Then I got pregnant.  And I got pregnant again.  And I lost my practice in the process of having babies and becoming a very busy mom.  But now that things have settled into somewhat of a routine around here (and with the support of Adam and Donna), I've returned to the mat.  This week I started up lessons again, and I have to say, it's the best gift I can give myself.  Even though I have to work to get my strength and flexibility back, I already feel the positive affect yoga has on me.  My mood is improved, my energy levels are up, and I just feel more rejuvenated.  I've definitely rediscovered why I love yoga so much to begin with.  It's the perfect balance between the physical and the mental.  It's the best therapy when things feel overwhelming sometimes.  Plus, I can't wait for Ella to join me in doing yoga when she gets a bit older.  She already does several poses for fun, so I'm excited to see if she takes an interest in it.  It would be so nice for us to be able to share this together.

"Bakasana" (crow pose) with my sisters-in-law during a Mother's Day trip to Santa Barbara in 2010.

I know it will take time to reacquaint myself with all the poses and to do the things I was doing at the peak of my practice, and there's also the fact that my body is so different now, but it really is amazing to breathe deeply again and take an hour and a half out of my day to just focus on the present moment and allow the good in my life to seep in.

Namaste.