I set my mat up in the middle of my living room. Abbey, our Golden Retriever gave me a puzzled look. With no teachers to guide me or encourage me to keep me going, I followed a simple vinyasa (flow) sequence from one of my favourite yoga books.
At first I tried to hold the postures and count to ensure I stayed in them as long as I was supposed to, but this felt unnatural. Sort of like running on a treadmill staring at the seconds, willing them to go faster. So rather than counting seconds, I started counting breaths.
Things started to flow... I found that I need not even refer to the sequence I had set out in front of me, somehow my body simply knew which posture came next.
The thing that I had been most afraid of, having no one there, was what turned this practice into something much more spiritual and internal. I felt as though it was a true moving-meditation, something I haven't felt in my practice for quite some time.
It was beautiful. I lay in final savasana feeling an incredible blissful energy from the top of my head right down to the tips of my toes. My savasana ended when Abbey licked my face and I started to giggle uncontrollably.
The best part? I was already home when my practise ended. Not only that, now I know that I can indeed practise in the comfort of my living room when I don't have the time to make it to a studio. This makes having a daily yoga practise more attainable in our busy lives.
If you are looking to start a home practise, here is a great website to get you started with some basic sequences you can work on.
Namaste.
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