End of Stagnation
My yoga retreat is fast approaching. I haven’t been practicing as much as I should and I’m concerned that my muscles aren’t ready for the grueling rigors of a vacation that solely revolves around yoga.
The rest of me, that isn’t tied to my anemic muscles, is ready to be detoxed and cleansed – brain, spirit, blood and organs. My body feels clogged like an unused garden hose. I want to turn on the clear, cold, sparkling water so that I can dislodge the stagnant water and crud of spiders and webs, mud, rust and weeds that have accumulated – pushing the gunk sputtering out the end.
I want to become clear about what I need – for my head, for my heart, for my health – and I’m hopeful that this will be the environment for doing it.
I’m ready for the bears, bugs, camping bathrooms, vegetarian meals, and an “invigorating closeness to nature”, but, damn, I hope they have coffee!
I can do that, except the vegetarian meals.