Again yoga. Again life-changing, or at least day-changing. I’m sure the instructor was speaking about our practice that day when she offered, “Every breath is a chance to begin again,” but it pertains to so much more that my practice that day.
Every day is a new beginning, if I remember to start anew. Every breath can be too.
Every breath can be a reawakening, a shedding of the past (even it it’s just the past minute), and a moment to re-ground myself in the present. In the sunshine outside. In the joy of being alive.
Every breath can be a reminder to be where I am and – excuse the pun – breathe in the day. Every breath can be an opportunity to let go of whatever thought, emotion, or yoga pose I’m caught up in and be – just be.
If anger or shame is swelling inside of me, every breath is a chance to let it flow through and past me. If I’m feeling regret for what I did or didn’t do, what I said or didn’t say, every breath is a chance to do it differently from now on. If I’m caught up in worry or fear or stress, every breath is a chance to breathe in love and breathe out and release. If I can’t move my body into a yoga pose (and there are many times I can’t move my body into a yoga pose, even with decades of practice), every breath is a chance to try again and to let whatever pose I “achieve” be just fine.
Every breath is a chance to begin again. And again. And again.
And to notice and relish, and love and enjoy. And begin.
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