Good for the Spirit

I had an interesting conversation with my son yesterday before I went to my yoga class.  My son sees auras. He also sees wings on people. For example he sees wings on me that are shaped like a dove. He saw wings on my mom that were like angel wings.  My wings, as well as my aura are an orangey-pink when I am in a pretty good space. He says the aura and the wings are attached to the spirit.  The colour will change according to illness or stress, etc. I do not see auras. I can see an energy line around people and things, but I do not see colour so this fascinates me. But what I found really interesting, is what he told me next. He said that after a yoga class, my wings are brighter and shiny, like sparkling shiny.  He said, "Mom, yoga is good for your spirit as well as for your body."   I just thought that was a neat observation I wanted to share.

I missed yoga class on Tuesday again because of the weather. But I did make it Friday. I was alone in the class with Kris because my partner in crime was not feeling well. So we got into a very interesting conversation about wings and animal totems which put us behind schedule so we went straight into stretches.  I have found more muscles. This morning, muscles in my back and legs are complaining to me about having been woken up. On the one hand that's not the best feeling in the world, but on the other hand I know I am doing something necessary and healthy for my body. And it will pass. They will get strong like the other muscles in my body.  From stretching we went to balance work. I am getting there. I need to practice balance every day, just standing on one foot is a challenge for me. But I am getting there. I do much better at balancing in the morning before I have done too much. Yesterday before yoga I had already been into town once to get my truck from the body shop and do grocery shopping. I had already put in my 5000 steps by the time I got to yoga. I wasn't feeling tired or sore, but perhaps for the purpose of balancing, my legs were a little fatigued by then. Then we followed up with vinyasa. I lost my balance on one of the poses. I think I just had my stance a little bit too wide. But I got back into it again. Savasana was wonderful as usual. I think I appreciate that time more than any of the rest. The stillness and quiet. My son is very hyperactive and has some issues stemming from a past with his biological family and so our household has a tendency often to be quite busy and noisy. That stillness is a sweet time.

That's all I have to share for this week.

Namaste.