I am Doris in N CA. Over time, this has become the "serious" blog.
Since the suicide of my son, I have become involved in suicide awareness and, yes, that creeps into the blog on a fairly regular basis.
I'm losing it
No, not my mind, thankfully. At least, I hope not. No, the ability to do yoga properly. I think I need to explain a bit. I've been doing yoga off and on - more off than on - for many years, since I was 17, actually. I've taken classes in 2 countries and 2 states and have practiced at home, also more off than on. I got into it again seriously after I had hurt my arm 9 years ago and was unable to do much of anything. Anti-inflammatories didn't help, physical therapy didn't, by the time the problem was correctly diagnosed a few years later, I was doing better, thanks to lots of yoga and, I suppose, time which really does heal. About 8-1/2 years ago, somebody recommended I see a yoga teacher who had helped her tremendously. This woman, who has become a very good friend, works miracles - really :-) She is trained as a yoga therapist and actually interviews prospective students (she doesn't call them patients, even though some definitely are). We hit it off immediately and I was a very good student for 6 years, 1 class a week, regular practice at home. My arm improved tremendously, I became quite flexible, learned to meditate, loved it all. And then Henry died. Yoga went onto the back burner. Sure, I practiced occasionally, whenever something hurt, but not enough to make any forward progress. By now, I can tell I'm losing flexibility, I still don't practice much and my friend gently reminded me 2 weeks in a row that I need to practice more. No, she doesn't nag, and, yes, she couches it in very positive language: you've done so well and if you'd just practice a bit more, you could get to the next level. (There always is a next level in yoga, never an end.) So, how do I do that? I seem to be totally incapable of maintaining a regular practice. I could, of course, blame Jerry who thinks I'm there for his amusement and whenever I end up on the floor, I'm only there to play with him. But that's not really it, although it does make a difference. Do I schedule regular time slots just for a few asanas? Do I do "yoga bits" - an asana here and there whenever I can? I'm working on it, but, so far, not so good. The picture, BTW, is Henry at about 6-1/2 months working on his downward dog.