Yesterday, I put on my R. Carlos Nakai Pandora station. The peaceful sounds of Native American flute music began to wash over me. His soft, spacious flute sounds began to anchor me to a place of presence, a moment of grounded awareness and gentleness. I had planned to sit and meditate for a short while. But as soon as I walked over to the cushion, I felt an intense yearning to reach out my arms and stretch. Thus began twenty minutes of movement and stretching. It wasn’t exactly yoga and it wasn’t exactly Tai Chi, but it was authentic movement of opening my body. I listened to what my body needed in that moment. Arms reaching up, then out, chest open, and a deep breath, making room for another stretch and another breath. And so it went.
Stretching my body means stretching my soul. Letting air and light touch those places that have been holding tightly, both physically and emotionally. It was a delightful mix of stretch and surrender. I found myself energized and grounded in the same experience.
I few weeks back I wrote about Coaching as a Yoga Practice. And now I have the inside out version of that: Yoga as a Coaching Practice. Since that twenty minutes of movement and stretching yesterday, I have been alive to myself again. Ready for exploration, hungry for possibility and growth. It seems yoga is my newest coaching practice.