As I move
awkwardly into position, I can hardly believe I am here today. For I have told myself, over and over, it
would be impossible (with my limbs so compromised and weak) to continue the
discipline needed to practice yoga. For
five years I cautiously rolled out my mat in the safety and solitude of my
home. Performing modified variations of sun salutation, downward dog, pigeon, and warrior, all to my liking, without
challenging myself to go deeper or further into each pose. Filled with negative energy, I brought little to what I was experiencing.
My thoughts travel back to a time when my body
was in its fullness of health and "modifications" were not something
I needed. When I was able to completely
stretch and hold stances, when I was flexible and fearless.
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BE CAREFUL WHAT YOU THINK – YOU’RE LISTENING!
**Thank you Leslie of Absolute Yoga for the gift of MS yoga**
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