Hello my dear yogis,

I turned 39 this year, and something became very clear to me: my body doesn’t always want to move like it did when I was 20. And you know what? That’s absolutely okay. In fact, it’s part of the beauty of yoga, it adapts with us.

For many of us, when we first step onto the mat, it’s all about pushing, achieving, getting that “perfect” pose. But as we grow older, our bodies (and hopefully our minds) start to say something different. They ask us to listen rather than force, to feel rather than perform.

In yoga philosophy, Patanjali speaks about the Kleshas, the obstacles that cloud our true self. One of them is Raga (attachment). We often stay attached to the idea of how our practice “used to be” or how our body “should look.” But yoga reminds us to drop the ego, release those attachments, and meet ourselves exactly where we are today.

So maybe today your hips feel tight, or your shoulders don’t want to open as wide as before. Instead of fighting it, you pause. You breathe. You stay there, not in pain, but in that sweet space of awareness where something begins to soften. That’s where the real yoga happens.

It’s not about doing more, it’s about doing what feels true for you in this moment. Sometimes that’s a strong Hatha or Ashtanga sequence, other days it’s a gentle Yin or even just lying in Savasana with your hand on your heart. Both are valid. Both are yoga.

The gift of aging is that we get to practice with more wisdom, less ego. We begin to see that yoga was never about the handstand anyway (but still loving working on it:) ), it was about learning to live with an open heart, in a body that changes, and in a life that is beautifully imperfect.

So wherever you are , whether you’re 25 or 65, unroll your mat without expectation. Just breathe, move, feel, and let your practice be a mirror of the moment. No attachment to the past, no anxiety for the future. Just here, just now.

Sending you love, breath, and a reminder: your practice is always enough.

Namaste,
Audrey