Santosha

Santosha has become my secret mantra. I hear you already. “What the heck is Santosha? And why is it a secret? Are you going to regularly speak in tongues on this blog?” The short answers: It’s sanskrit, I just haven’t told anyone yet, and possibly. Let me explain.

When I do something, I do it 110%. Not because I am in competition with others. I compete with myself to be the best I know I can be. As you might imagine, in the most Type-A yogi you’ll ever meet. When I come across a new pose or variation, I have to try it as soon as humanly possible. If I don’t get it right away, I keep trying until I do. Once I do get it, I spend about half a second feeling satisfied and then start thinking of how I could do it better. I’m relentless with myself that way.

Upward-facing dog
I don’t even have room for all the ways I feel my simple upward-facing dog could be better.

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