My body is doing a lot of that “Nope. Not having it” shit this morning. All throughout yoga earlier I kept encountering roadblocks that kept me from progressing and even from conforming to my current level. There were no clicks. The world is off its axis today.
Everything is crunchy and stiff. Nothing wants to move, but my instructor reminded me that I just need to honor my body and listen.
So I’m honoring my body with a second cup of tea this morning as well as a dosage of Walt Whitman (which is technically required reading for my next class but I’m thoroughly enjoying it so it counts).
