I have been practicing yoga for a very long time. I listen to my body and move it in a way that works for me. I know that when my mind is calm, clarity comes. I use my time on my mat to help prepare me for the rest of my day. For some reason though, my relationship with meditation has not been easy. I had images in my head of having to sit in stillness for a very long time. It didn’t seem like this was where the magic happened, it felt more like an exercise in misery.
This changed for me when I embarked on my yoga teacher training with Marianne Wells. During my time in Costa Rica, each new day was greeted with 1 hour of silence. It was a time to turn off our voices so we could connect with ourselves. Prior to arriving, I gave this hour on the agenda barely a second thought. As I moved further into my training, this hour of silence every morning became a highlight In the quiet moments of dawn, clarity, purpose and compassion showed up. Without effort, without force.
As my training ended I made a promise to myself that in the chaos of life, I would find calm. I make time to connect with nature, often hiking solo listening to the sound of the breeze. I find moments of stillness on my mat-drowning out the sounds around me by focusing on the inhale and exhale. And sometimes I sit in meditation, waiting for the answers to come. And they always do. That is the magic of meditation.