I feel very drawn to Yin and Restorative yoga practices at the moment. There's something soothing about holding a pose for a long period of time and allowing the body time to sink into that form that's meditative and relaxing. I really enjoy it. It's like a sigh of relief for my body, and even more so for my mind.
One of my favourite times to practice is on a Friday night when this sense of decompression is piqued. There's nothing better than emerging from the studio know that all you have ahead is rest and relaxation. It's like you're getting your head in the game for the weekend, and letting go of the week that's gone.
This sense couldn't have been more real during my class at The Detox Kitchen. During the first pose our teacher, Lorena, read out this poem and it resonated so deeply with me. It became my focus for the rest of the class and has remained in my mind throughout the week, which has helped make the angst thats been hanging around me lately quite a lot easier to bare.
she let go by Rev. Safire Rose
She let go. Without a thought or a word, she let go.
She let go of the fear. She let go of the judgments. She let go of the confluence of opinions swarming around her head. She let go of the committee of indecision within her. She let go of all the ‘right’ reasons. Wholly and completely, without hesitation or worry, she just let go.
She didn’t ask anyone for advice. She didn’t read a book on how to let go. She didn’t search the scriptures. She just let go. She let go of all of the memories that held her back. She let go of all of the anxiety that kept her from moving forward. She let go of the planning and all of the calculations about how to do it just right.
She didn’t promise to let go. She didn’t journal about it. She didn’t write the projected date in her Day-Timer. She made no public announcement and put no ad in the paper. She didn’t check the weather report or read her daily horoscope. She just let go.
She didn’t analyze whether she should let go. She didn’t call her friends to discuss the matter. She didn’t do a five-step Spiritual Mind Treatment. She didn’t call the prayer line. She didn’t utter one word. She just let go.
No one was around when it happened. There was no applause or congratulations. No one thanked her or praised her. No one noticed a thing. Like a leaf falling from a tree, she just let go.
There was no effort. There was no struggle. It wasn’t good and it wasn’t bad. It was what it was, and it is just that.
In the space of letting go, she let it all be. A small smile came over her face. A light breeze blew through her. And the sun and the moon shone forevermore.