The title says it all. I have to be honest I am feeling a bit blue lately.
Spring is just around the corner, literally. A few days away where my mind starts to shift to gardening, flowers, outdoor yoga and filling my tank with sunshine and warmth. Unfortunatly the only warmth I have been feeling in the last few days has come from my woodstove.
Spring in the foothills of Alberta is a challenging time due to the ever changing weather. If you don't like it wait five minutes. A famous saying growing up in this region.
I love all of the seasons, but Spring is where my mind is always moving outdoors, rushing to get to the next season.
Remembering the moment, which I keep reminding myself every five minutes of so is very difficult when the snow is whipping past the window.
Its a time when you get glimpses of warmth followed by a huge dump of snow. Tiny shoots attempting to burst through the earth only to be covered with another layer of the white stuff. The sun comes out again and turns my surroundings into a sloppy mess only to wonder if it will ever be green!
Summer is filled with so much activity, swimming, camping, stargazing. Fall is for long walks in the dry leaves feeling the cool air on your skin. Winter for skiing and hearing the crunch of the snow under foot. Spring, well is so unpredictable it can be a bit scrambling at times.
So lately for me spring has become a time of retreats, getaways, and planning for future trips. This is the time of year I want to get on a plane, spend some time in a warm place to keep the smile on my face through the sloppy stuff.
Here's where my yoga practice comes into play. Even as I type the last sentence it feels like I'm running away and ignoring something that has been eating at me.
Geography doesn't create happiness.
A person can be miserable in Hawaii just as easily as they can be in Alberta. Shouldn't the place where we set our roots be the place of greatest happiness in our lives?
Where is the under lying issue coming from then? That's the million dollar question isn't it?
So, a shift in practice, my own personal practice evolves and moves deeper into meditation, searching for those under lying issues.
This is something that I LOVE soooo much about yoga! As your issues change there is always answers by adjusting your practice. In particular my practice has shifted to Yoga Nidra. Deep relaxation just on the verge of sleep, reaching through the veils of my thoughts to search for what makes me happy, and what does not.
So, to take my yoga off the mat and bring some happiness into my space my son and I have planted a mini green house of herbs in my kitchen. I am also growing romaine and celery stalks in my kitchen window watching with anticipation as they change each day. A small yet incredibly satisfying respite from the every changing weather outside.
I will post pictures as things start to grow!