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Love Letters to Yoga – From The Teachers of Octopus Garden

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Dear Urdhva Dhanurasana,
 
How I love thee! Let me count the ways: You sweep me up from under, sometimes right off one foot. You lift my heart and spirits and show me other ways to look at life. You help clear my head on those days I think I can’t even roll out my mat. You stretch me to my limits, and then, show me sweetness. Oh, how I’ll bend over backwards for you.
 
Love,
Elizabeth
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Dear Supta Baddha Konasana,

I owe you an apology. I used to think you, and the other quiet, unassuming members of the Restorative family, were perhaps less worthy of attention than your more well-known cousins in the Vinyasa family. After all, why would anyone want to encumber  themselves with straps, block, bolsters, etc. and and just lie around?
How wrong could I have been? Now that we’ve spent some time together, I’ve come to appreciate your subtle, gentle nature and the sweet, enduring gifts you so generously give. I’m blessed to have you as a friend and want you to know that you and your brothers and sisters will always be welcome in my home.

I hope you will be surrounded by all manner of lovely beings this fine day, and I will be looking forward to seeing you again this coming Sunday afternoon.

Marshal
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Dearest Meditation,

There was a long, long time where I just I didn’t have time for you. I was not in a place in my life where I wanted to commit to you and let’s face it, you were just so darn mysterious!
But this Valentines Day, my love, I want you to know that my old ways are in the past.
Let’s make a toast to a long life together.

Love, Jen
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Dear Breath,
I wanted to first apologize because most of the time I take you for granted. You are always there for me tirelessly working day and night. So please take solace in the times I bring you into focus during my yoga practice. I honour your strength, your committment and your loving embrace.  Please know that I celebrate you each time I step on my mat.
With love and gratitude,
Elisse
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Dearest Handstand…

I can’t believe all the years I spent worshiping you from afar, too shy to think you would notice me. I just thought you were totally out of my league…so strong and bold, with a view so completely different from mine. You have no idea how much time it took for me to even introduce myself, I fumbled around until I finally got up the courage. Time passes so quickly, it has been years, and I have to say that I am so happy that we spend so much time together now. I know that there are good days and of course some bad, but somehow you and I persevere together. When things are going well…there is such incredible harmony and balance, but even when things are not as smooth, just being there with you is the most important thing. I know this life is so short, and it fills me with immense joy knowing that you and I can spend a little time together everyday. I’m just the luckiest guy in the world.
 
Happy Valentines Day…
 
Hugs and Smiles,
John
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Dear Savasana,
I must confess that for a long time I thought you were useless, a waste of time, completely unremarkable.  Why, I thought, would I lie and do nothing when I could be doing something?  Why would I waste my time on you when I could spend my time with handstands? They are, after all, so much sexier.  The only reason I continued to connect with you was to avoid disturbing those around me.  When I was alone with you I gave you an obligatory 30 seconds.  But you persevered, you pursued my friendship in the face of unrequited love.  You enveloped me with your soft floatiness.  You revealed to me the amazing feeling of release that comes from doing nothing.  In the face of all odds you have become one of my best friends.  Thank you Savasana – I love you.

xo Lisa
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My sweet yoga,
I want to thank you for being my faithful companion throughout all these years. Our relationship has undergone so many changes. From the early years when I felt like I had something to prove to the recent years when I discovered love in your more subtle facets. Thank you for your constant steady patience while I navigated our relationship. You are my true love.
Yours,
Stacey
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Yoga…
You had me at legs up the wall. Candles with the lights down low, soft music and wait while I slip into something more comfortable. Soothe me, relax me and pamper me.  I am yours.

xoDavid Good
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Hey Padmasana, sweet lotus,

   I’ve had a crush on you for a while–you’re suave, but oh so unobtainable. I know we’ll probably never get together, but I want you to know that I dream about you. You’re older, more experienced, and so very elegant. I sense that you might hurt me–I am too young for you, alas. I know that I’m not ready now and might never get together with you. For now, it’s enough to tell you that I long to be with you.
Unrequitedly yours,
Elizabeth
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Dear Downward Dog,

I love you because you lengthen my limbs and invite breath to dance up and down my spine; I feel rooted and grounded and strong.
(And, when I close my eyes, I can imagine my dog beside me, taking the very same shape).
With love and gratitude,
Bryonie
Written by Elizabeth Palermo, Marshal Linfoot, Jen Helland, Elisse Peltz, John Veiga, Lisa Freeman, Stacey Hauserman, David Good, Elizabeth Harvey and Bryonie Wise.
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HAPPY VALENTINES DAY
FROM OCTOPUS GARDEN!
xo
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2 responses »

  1. adorable! this made my day (and a fun self practice this morning).

    Reply

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