My yoga practice used to be very serious. It felt like medicine. It was helping me but it didn’t necessarily taste good.
I've learned to love myself, which means a constant awareness of how I nourish my body with food, what words I choose to think, how I choose my friends, and how I let people treat me. As I practice a compassion toward myself, I extend it outward and learn to see myself in others.
I will never forget the first time I heard Sri Dharma talk about the spiritual heart, to focus on the right hand side of the heart- our true selves.
Sri Dharma made the little “hmm” noise he does sometimes and then said, “I don’t like bonfires too much.” He paused and I didn’t say anything. “They disturb the insects.”