An asana of forgiveness:

I’ve missed very few days of my yoga asana practice, decades of earliest morning, a quiet stretch through the long familiar terrain of my body. This has become an essential path of forgiveness for me, a mindful journey of noting the ever changing landscape of my body, and gently bringing the light of loving awareness to whatever now calls for my attention. When I was younger, even just a few years ago, I would glide through this routine with a light focus on breath and the length of time held for each posture. Older now, a slower pace, each morning truly is a journey of forgiveness, softly noting every ache from a long ago injury, discoveries of limitations that never existed before — everything is forgiven, brought to the present moment with a blessing and a smile.

This is where I am.

I’ve arrived to an asana where forgiveness is essential, letting the memory of every previous body go and simply resting in this present moment posture.

I am not a body. I am free.

Freedom must be impossible as long as you perceive a body as yourself. ²The body is a limit. ³Who would seek for freedom in a body looks for it where it can not be found. ⁴The mind can be made free when it no longer sees itself as in a body, firmly tied to it and sheltered by its presence.

(ACIM, W-199)

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I love you, Eric