30 Day Challenge! 28 Days Later

Day 28- February 23rd

Slowly and ever so subtly, I began to unravel. I grasped steadily at the string with my sweat-soaked fingers in an attempt to salvage the formidable yarn I’ve formed over the past four weeks. But there it was: The sweet siren song of savasana sang to me in dulceted tones and I sank…gently succumbing to the warm swath of her arms.

The tightly wound ball of fibers I’ve been knitting so studiously slowly deteriorated on the 28th day and it took every fabric of my being to keep this from happening. My practice is a blanket, it would seem: An ornate quilt which I am gradually stitching, quietly crafting, relentlessly refining. I delight in its flourish and intricacies on some days—but on others, struggle with its design. Today, I dropped a stitch. I turned my back on the project and set my knitting needles down for a moment wondering what I had gotten myself into.

Ultimately, as always, I persevered—my tenacity reaching new heights. I simply picked up where I’d left off and made the best of what I had to work with, delicately weaving in little accoutrements where I could—leaving lavish undertakings for another time.

And this is what I love about yoga. As Saiko always says: it’s a journey…this is a project to be undertaken throughout the course of my lifetime.