I enjoyed revisiting this one, aware of the improvement in my knees over last time.  Calm and invigorating at the same time.

Busy yesterday morning so I'm only posting this now.  Loved this longer sequence lending time to the poses.  I've found my way to work with half saddle now and grow within that pose.  Dragons too came with an ease.  

I came up with a high BP reading last week, so I have been tweaking what I can with my lifestyle, but I'm already leading a healthy life.  I'm checking myself daily, and it has retreated slightly since the initial reading, but still in the danger zone.  Might just me my body wearing out.  Follow up visit in a couple of weeks.

The graceful transitions in this practice worked well for me.  Felt really great on the neck and shoulders after the crackles and pops.  Great practice.

After waking up and avoiding the news, I do my Yin practice daily.  Thereafter I walk my dogs twice a day, rain or shine.  Morning walks are about 1/2 mile, while afternoon walks are at various trails though the forest which can be 1-3 miles.  

I work an acre lot which includes two ravines.  I don't use a riding mower and much of the land is sloped, including a 120 ft driveway to the main road.  So I work with Nature and Her gardens.  

Bicycling and kayaking when the weather is good.  I meditate mindfully, through my day and night, a little less structured that sitting. which I do in the evening.  

I eat healthy meals and drink very little alcohol and I don't smoke marijuana. I do vocal yoga as well.

It’s been quietly calling me to share. Not the push to make time— but the soft art of finding it. Moments already woven into the day, waiting to be noticed, like light pooling in the corners.

An hour may pass in the company of noise we barely care for. A scroll, a flicker, a drift— why not turn that gaze inward? Why not sit with yourself, even for a breath?

Time is not hiding. It waits, patient and still, beneath the surface of our habits.

And if a thousand days have slipped by— so be it. They are vapor. What matters is this one. This breath. This return.

Love reminiscing of my early start to Yin.  My moves now are very natural, finding the target areas immediately and working with them.  Loved the sutras which lend so much to my practice and life.  I am reading some old Chinese poems now.  Today's one regarding the embracing of impermanence.

There was no voice, there was a voice.

The moon was full and setting this morning.  I had no camera.  I have learned to appreciate the moment rather than capture it.  I brought this same mindset to the mat, letting each moment and breath, each draw on the fascia, be in its time.  I was happier and more peaceful as I rose, moving on into the day.  

Traveling mercies!

The energy of the moon drawing closer was moving both good and bad to the surface within me.  This practice provided the perfect time for contemplation and balance.  

I really liked the progression of poses and duration of each.  I've learned my half saddles, done to reach my target area, work beautifully with a pillow and lazy-boy as props at my back, letting me move deeper as my body stretches more over time.  

There is a joy brought to life with these movements, waiting in the stillness.