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Yoga in the Park

I've been going to this yoga class in Tampa's Curtis Hixon Waterfront Park for many months now, and I've often wished I'd taken pictures of the park, the setting sun, and the people. But I never do, because I don't want to disrupt my practice. But this evening I did the unspeakable: I took my phone from my purse just as we were going into Savasana (the shame!) and snapped two quick pics of my view.

















This may just look like a square, but it is actually a cutout of the pavilion I was lying under for this evening's practice. When looking straight up, I didn't notice all the people around me, and it felt as if this opening to the sky were just for me. It was my own personal window to nature above that blocked out all visual distractions surrounding me, as if to say, here is your focus. Nothing else matters.

















And this is the gorgeous skyline that we get to see--usually from a much better angle--during every Sunday yoga practice in the park. We're very lucky to have this free (donation-based) class in Tampa. As much as I love practicing in a studio, being in this beautiful outdoor setting feels completely right and natural.

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