It is only Tuesday, but I already took my last Mysore Class of this week. Tonight I am having dinner and I will be drinking wine with a dear friend (so no practice the following morning), and tomorrow evening my BF and I will drive to a little house in the woods of a Dutch national park for some relaxation, walking, cycling and taking pictures. A mini break. I will bring my yoga mat so I can practice when I am there, but I won't be going to the shala this week anymore. So this morning I thought: last practice, make it a good one!
It was not so good, as I noticed myself not being very concentrated (two times I caught the eye of the teacher and one time I started staring at someone who was on the other side of the room), I forgot to do a pose, and I almost did not hear my breath. I heard the other yogi's breathing, but I hardly heard my own.
When I lay on my back, my legs over my head, with my knees beside my ears, making myself as small as possible, I felt what it is like to breathe. In this position (Pindasana), it is not as easy to breathe comfortably (I remember a teacher saying to breathe through the sides of your body) and I had to force myself to breathe strong and steady. I realized if you can breathe in this pose, you are able to breathe in any situation. No matter what is happening, you have to keep breathing. The situation will change, stress will disappear, you will be safe again, and all the time you kept breathing. This makes every hard situation easier.
I took this picture somewhere in Florida, U.S.A.