I've been waffling about this for a while, and after seeing my last post was August, I decided time for indecision was over. I need to take a break from my yoga blog.
I'm at a place in my life right now where I'm looking inward. Perhaps it is in part the season of Fall, where we start to bring the harvest in, fill the pantries and hay lofts, and prepare for Winter. I've been practicing yoga for about 10 years now and I'm seeing an internal shift, a withdrawing. I've been contemplating what I actually think about yogic philosophy as it relates to a physical yogic practice. Can I keep the two mutually exclusive yet remain true to the yogic form? My initial thought is yes, definitely. But I need to think on this and let it gel in myself.
Because really, the yogic philosophy isn't for everyone. Just like, say, Catholicism, isn't for everyone. We need to find our own path. And I'm finding I have more affinity with the Buddhist philosophy these days than I do the Hindu/Yogic system.
I'll still be around. Blog will still be up for reference. Posts will be very sporadic and probably on form and technique as they relate to a flow class, which is something I have an interest in.
I will leave you this, from The Book of Ecclesiastes (3:1, King James Version), addition by Seeger.
To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:
A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, a time to reap that which is planted;
A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up;
A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away;
A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace [I swear it's not to late].