One last picture from our B&B weekend, from morning yoga on that Sunday, before we checked out.
I’m actually not fond of the way this “assisted” pose turned out, but I think that may be because I can’t get the backbend that I want to achieve due to back issues and just not being “bendy” enough, so the image I have in my head is not what is represented here. (Also, it tuned out the mechanics were not quite right, as you can see in the bottom photo, the very things I wanted to feature about the bed, the high headboard and footboard, allowed me to lean into it too much.) What I do like about this is the expression on what little you can see in my face in the top photo: a calmness, a repose and deep concentration. That is how I feel when I am completely in the pose, when I am not allowing the “I’m not good enough” part of my psyche fuck me up.
I love the sun salutation itself, and I hope to someday be able to increase my flexibility so that I can manage more bend. The pose itself makes me feel a conflict of emotion though: I love the pose, I love how my heart opens and soars with it, I love the feeling of praise and exultation; but my own inability to “do it better” hampers my enjoyment of it, and this, I know, is exactly counter to the whole mindset of yoga. I am not “in” the pose when I am worrying about what it looks like from the outside. So it is a challenge to myself to both accept me and honor myself and to still push myself to do better.
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