Grounded

feet

 

Hello Feet! Why? Well let me take you back to the beginning. I’m not really one for socks or shoes for that matter. Weather allowing I’d quite happily walk barefoot for 12 months of the year, or at least in sandals. I just feel better when my feet are touching the ground. Maybe it is one of the 1000 reasons why I love yoga, as you really need to be bare of foot whilst doing it.

My feet (attired or otherwise) have been snapped on various trips around the world. The inappropriate choice of Birkenstocks on a climb of Snowdonia, the fresh wedding pedicure 2 weeks post-marriage on a trip to Morocco with my best Aussie buddy and tired feet on sand after an epic walk of Golden Gate Park.

So what has all this got to do with anything, huh? I moved house almost 3 months ago, I have a 2 year-old and a husband who works away a lot and I’m self-employed relying on family for childcare….ooh and I’m training to be a yoga teacher. I’ve wobbled…in more ways than ever before. Close to near lunacy (I jest, but it is not too far from the truth…hello escapist fantasies!) Sometimes the only thing I’ve been able to do is whip off the socks, spread those painted toes wide and feel the ground beneath my feet. In this case it is the wooden floorboards of my bedroom, rather than somewhere more exotic. Toddler is probably napping, husband at work, computer is off and I’m standing and breathing and that is enough for now.

In yoga this would be the beginning of our practice. In Sanskrit, Samasthiti (equal standing) is a chance to gather our feelings, thoughts and just breathe feeling the ground beneath our feet, rooting us to all things stable and solid. The beginning. So whip off the woollies, embrace the Spring and feel the grass, tiles, wood, carpet…yoga mat…beneath your feet.

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