Sending the love to my body
Recently, I have started to feel some pain in my wrist. Probably due to heaving and ho’ing baby items, the baby himself, or all of them together. The pain starts to make itself known to me first in down dog…My first instinct is to ignore it. “Bummer…my wrist is hurting again. I really want to do some arm balances today.” My next feeling is more compassionate towards my body. “Argh..my poor body. I spend so much of my day just doing..possibly causing damage and not knowing until after it’s been done.” And the third feeling is one of acceptance. “Okay..this is my lot..let’s deal with it.” When I start to do the poses that are more kind on the wrists I find that..”hmmmm…those poses feel good to.” The wonderful thing about yoga is that all the poses feel good to some extent.
