Prana Yoga

The rain here is so different than on the Pacific coast. The fog is heavy here and the mist shows no sign of burning off in the afternoon sun. I feel enveloped and isolated by the rain this morning.

I went back to my Prana Yoga practice this morning, diving into the prana body, feeling the electricity throb and tingle in my hands. A simple three minute asana sequence is so much deeper and blissful when I’m plugged in to prana than any “full” practice of just going through the motions. Sometimes I have to do that, the going through the motions part, just to get the practice moving. But today, I seemed to be able to start in deep, which was beautiful.

I feel alright leaving the job search and questions behind for the day to relish time with my family. A day of connection in the rain.