Today I had a soul-stirring session of Kundalini yoga. This is actually the first time in a long time that I've practiced Kundalini. I feel like my soul is coming back to me for the first time in a long time. My sister passed away after a long battle with cancer earlier this year and the grief was over-whelming. In my usual style, even though I'd promised myself that I wouldn't, I blocked a lot of the put some of my feelings away to be able to get back
to the things I needed to do such as work. But now that I've gotten past some of the more devestating emotions, I can deal with some of the deeper ones that seem to linger forever. I need to be able to remember my sister with joy instead of pain. I'm starting another blog to release some of those pent up feelings and I'm renewing my faltering yoga practice. I need nurturing and to redefine my heart. I need to not be afraid to feel the pain that losing her has inflicted on me. I need to stretch and expand my horizons and heal in a way that only yoga can offer to me. My Kundalini yoga practice with Gurmukh is like an old friend, helping through the roughest of patches that life can throw at you. I am so thankful that yoga has made it's way into my life!
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