Finding My Drishti
21 February 2018
I love starting the day with yoga and it doesn't get any better than yoga on the beach. I just started yoga classes a few years ago, when I retired. It seemed to be such a luxury to spend a whole hour on yoga. Retirement gives you a whole new perspective on time. I was already familiar with many of the poses because my Mother had given me a pocket guide to yoga when I was a teenager. I wish that I had started yoga classes earlier, but it seems that you are never too old to start yoga. I am inspired by people like Jack, in my class at home, who is 90. Yoga makes me aware of all of my senses. Now, in this class, I notice the sound of the waves crashing on the beach. The feel of the wind on my face. The smell of the ocean. Finding my drishti on the horizon across the Sea of Abaco. On my walk back from yoga class, I notice that the curly tails are getting fatter. The hummingbirds are frequenting the hibiscus and other tropical flowers. The birds are singing. The bougainvillea that has been carefully pruned back all winter is now beginning to bloom profusely. Sometimes there is a sea turtle waiting to greet me as I walk down the dock to the boat. Being here in this beautiful place awakens my creativity. I am constantly beach combing for the perfect coral piece for a necklace or matching shells for earrings. I have been busy creating jewelry and making plans for projects when I return to Urbanna. Yoga is an exercise of the body, mind and spirit. "Shanti shanti shanti". Peace peace peace. Now I am ready to start my day!