Oh, how my home yoga practice has changed since I grew a family! Having trouble to even find the time to dedicate to yoga or even just rolling out my mat. Even if I did get the chance, most of the time I am distracted by a little blonde haired, blue eyed faerie climbing all over me, singing at me very loudly, or calling for my attention whilst climbing on something high and possibly dangerous.
It took a while for my frustrations to dissolve once I discovered that my yoga practice wasn’t over, it was just different. I decided not to have any expectations of yoga asana practice and instead being mindful of what Yoga really is. A lifestyle in which I live fully, body, mind and spirit, now.
Knowing this made my practice flow with more ease and peace. Rolling out my mat in the mornings or any chance I had during the day was sometimes enough to put a smile on my face. Sometimes an opportunity just to be still and breathe was a gift. I really started to awaken to my new practice and became grateful for every moment I got. I became SO grateful for this change of practice because I knew that the small things (the things that were really just simple pleasures before) were now pure sacred moments. This new practice was by far my most challenging, yet it’s been the most rewarding.
Mamahood is the real gift, the one true thing I hold sacred now and the true yoga, that all encompassing way of life, fits together with it hand in hand. They have the same definition: a union of body, mind and soul with the world.
Use the time with your little yogi to roll out your mat together, breathe together, stretch together, play together, Be grateful and teach your littles that yoga is love. You won’t be suprised when they teach it to you in return.