Moving On From My Minor Ailment on a Holiday by Engaging in Yoga

One of my good friends texted me to invite me to meet up with other friends on this Christmas day. Earlier, I got a call from another friend for an early dinner tonight. I decided I won't be going. I was feeling sick and ailing from some coughing and a slight cold. My voice has been somewhat hoarse. I was feeling a bit this way yesterday as I went about with my daily tasks.

And while at a parttime job today, I decided I would do my yoga asanas. This is really nothing new; I would be doing yoga at least 5 times a week as long as I don't feel harassed and tired from my daily assignments. Prior today, I had my last yoga asanas at least 4 days ago; my schedule was loaded with so much  assignments I would usually end up looking for ways to have pleasure while in bed as I was feeling so deprived from getting so tired with work. I've been through this many times before. I was reminded by this as I went about doing the poses and deep inhaling and exhaling thru my nostrils. I would experience being so much an endowed of this grand universe we all live in. The process is very familiar to anyone who is into the practice; nothing is magical about it. I was soon feeling healed from the ailment I had earlier. Of course, the practice is not a cure all.

I just followed and took action in forming my body in each of the poses (or asanas) from what came out of my memory as I proceeded to do each of the poses I normally do: mountain pose, downward dog, etc etc up to corpse pose. Normally, the whole process lasts at least 30 minutes if I do it just by myself. Each pose calls for at least 5 deep and long breathing and I would take the chance to meditate even amidst distractions whereever I happened to be doing my yoga. Needless to repeat what yogis have said again and again before, it takes patience, discipline and continuing practice, and it's not at all easy. It looks even silly. But there's something about allowing myself to breath in and out and be more aware of each moment of my breaths. And I would imagine the element oxygen getting into every cell of my body, especially those inside my internal organs.

Thankfully, I did it again. I'm healed. I just don't know if I'll contact 1 of my friends who invited me to tell him I'm showing up. But let's see what happens in the next few hours.

Praise God. I've moved on again from whatever it was that ailed my body earlier today.

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