The voice is relentless, the pain is deep, the anxiety real.
The wound open and raw.
My heart exposed and open for all to see, beating out of my chest.
I can feel my throat tighten with each passing thought.
Tormenting myself, inflicting more pain,
I create my own prison in my head.
My anxiety rises, strangling my voice
Until I can no longer speak.
Paralysed by my own invention, my own musings
I fall victim to my own mind.
Lying on my mat, immediately I am home.
Body responds, relaxing, releasing tension through breath,
Rhythmic rise and fall soothes my soul.
Eyes close and I fall deeper into myself,
Conscious purposeful movement aids this descent,
Emotions rise, I am fully present, fully alive and connected.
Time passes unnoticed, breath deepens, nourishing, replenishing.
Mind quietens, calm descends over my whole being,
I am enveloped in a state of absolute bliss.
Union of body, mind and soul, this is my way in, this is my yoga.