One especially intriguing aspect about the practice of Yoga is that the realization what practice could mean to a person’s life can become apparent the first time one engages in it – and I think that the main lesson my grandfather tried to bring home to me and that I – eventually – have taken to heart is that yoga is not necessarily a journey of linear progression from beginner to advanced. We are never beginners or advanced in the skill of living, every day requires renewed humility, gentleness and compassion. Who says we can not learn from a newborn or the very feeble?

I am looking forward to reading your comments!