“wounded in all the right places” sung by kd lang. what an incredibly thought provoking title. it made me think. really think about where i was, where i’ve traveled and where i am. thankful for being wounded in the ways i was wounded, because it’s led me here. and here is a gift.
where is here? it’s not a place, a geographical location. it’s living in joy. and love. and peace. and compassion. and all of those other good vibes that allow me to breathe easy. most of the time.
how did i get here? through introspection, investigation, questioning, traveling a spiritual path with my dear friend, connie, and yoga. yoga, yoga, yoga.
how did yoga bring me here? it just happened, if we’re open to receive. yoga practice opens our bodies, our muscles, our joints, our minds, our lungs and our hearts.
did i know, in the beginning, that yoga would bring me here? not in my most wildest imaginings did i know what yoga would offer me. i saw my yoga practice as a physical exercise. slowly it became my life practice.
in the beginning of almost every yoga class, the teacher asks us to set an intention for our practice in that moment, for that class. over the years i’ve asked for many many experiences. i’ve asked for strength, for health, for being able to perfect a certain pose that presents bodily struggles. but now i see that yoga has become my life practice and so i set my intention on the two experiences that i carry with me day, night, during class and away from the yoga studio. i set my intention on
these two intentions give me all i need. with flexibility comes flexibility of body, mind and spirit. and with kindness i can be kind to my body, my mind, my spirit and everyone around me as well. i have learned so much. i am wounded and free. wounded AND free.