09/11/2025
Day 9 ✔️
Today, yoga looked a little different.
When I got up, my mat sat neatly rolled - tidied by my husband the day before. He brought me coffee in bed (at my gentle request), and I cooked up eggs from our hens, served on slices of homemade sourdough toast with lashings of salted butter - delicious!
I strolled into town to guide my weekly Sunday pregnancy yoga session. We held a moment of silence this remembrance Sunday. The devotion of these expectant mothers, with their quiet reverence for the new souls preparing to arrive - is a beautiful thing to behold.
As they rested in Savasana, I formed lotus mudra, gently joining each super sensitive fingertip before delicately blossoming open - reflecting on the mothers, their raw strength, their steady grace, and the tender art of softening.
Afterwards we enjoyed a spot of lunch and chatted about whatever came up - batch-cooking for postpartum, deciding on baby names, planning for birth and the shadowy, unseen parts of pregnancy...
We wished each other well and parted. My afternoon continued with friends and family, organising household things, dropping off scraps at the patch in a drizzle, snipping dahlias, cooking dinner, taking a soak in the tub, a Bedtime story for my boys - the Philosopher's Stone, chapter 13 and scouring the web for the perfect barefoot wellies for the children...
I realised I had almost missed my chance for a personal practice of Yoga today! Writhing amidst the bedsheets to land on my front - I sunk into Frog Pose. Stretching each leg, rotating my hips, taking a twist each way. My mind landed on what I might share in this space to mark my Yoga of the Day?
The micro practice seemed puny to announce...a photo in my pj's felt it might be somewhat underwhelming. Searching through snaps, I found what I was seeking. These homegrown blooms that now adorn my living room seemed fitting as symbols of positivity, grace, growth cycles, freedom.
As I accepted the situation - everything fell into place effortlessly. My Yoga for the day evolved into a self-study. It is not often that I practice journalling about my yoga - so I put together this to share.
