Oh my sweet, sweet, yoga life!
I could fill gigabyte after gigabyte about how much I love yoga, how amazing it is, and what wonders it has done for my family and myself. Lucky for you dear reader, I don't have that much time as there are TWO large pots of dog food on the stove about to be ready for packaging. Yes... we make our own dog food now. Mainly because one of our dogs has severe food allergies. I mean of course he does, with the exception of my husband, all the two legged family members do. Ugh. I will share some of journey though!
I began my yoga practice solo. My parents and brother were never into the idea of yoga and they let me do my "hippie thing" in peace. I never minded though. Truly, I enjoyed the peace that yoga brought to my life and the ability of getting out of my own head space. I had always just worked through the stretches. It wasn't until this year when my husband and children joined in my daily practice that yoga took on a much deeper meaning for me.
|Day 4 of the Kyodan Yoga Challenge|
My children really became involved when I started an Instagram 30 day yoga challenge. For the first few days I was kind of shy about it, only practicing when everyone was asleep. I would sneak outside in the early morning and spend some time with just my mat, a hot cup of tea, and a giant maple tree that my oldest had named Elmer when we first moved in. A few days in and I was sitting outside warming up and my husband came out and plunked down on my mat. I stared at him blankly, complete oblivious as to why he was there. He asked me, "Well, what now?".
|Do you see that burly man back there?! Seriously,|
who would think that my viking would love yoga?!
Our children have become much calmer as well. Not that young boys are super calm, like ever. It's different now though. Their connection with us and each other have become such a deep bond. The best nights are when we throw down a king size quilt and do a calming flow together. My youngest, I swear he was a yoga guru in a previous life. He just... gets it. It is not uncommon to find him sharing his yoga life with family members, friends, even strangers. The other day he gave a yoga class in the middle of the street under the streetlight (We were with him of course and at the time of the evening it was, there was zero traffic). It was amazing to see him actually teaching grown MEN. Our oldest, being a teen, is kind of touch and go. Yes, he enjoys yoga, willingly joins, and even asks to participate. He just doesn't eat, breathe, and sleep yoga like his younger brother.
All of those benefits are not just for the kids. We have learned a way to grow stronger as a family in all aspects. It is an amazing journey.
|The Little Yogi's first student!|
Until then you can follow me and the family on Instagram @witchmomma!!