Today I smiled through my practice. I tried to invite love into my practice and tried to send love into my self. When the going got tough, I smiled. I lifted the corners of my lips ever so slightly and breathed. The lift that I physically created in my face helped lift my core, my chest and my spirit.
When I reached Mari D - which nearly brought me to tears yesterday - I had a little pep talk with my self and the yoga. I decided that I was going to choose to love Mari D, no matter what it looked like or felt like on any given day. There will be no more forcing, no more roughness. There will be no more dislike of the asana - I don't think that negative energy is helping my right hip, knee or ankle release any faster - there will be no more impatience. I will be gentle, I will accept it for what it is and I will smile and breathe.