It is hard to remember what it looked like when we started. Often times standing here we don’t remember the start. It can be easy to get lost once we have gone this deep into the woods and we take in the moment. If we don’t have a guide, a teacher, a reminder, a goal, it is easy to forget where we are going.
Sometimes a photograph can be a helpful reminder that helps us realize where we have come from. A moment marked in time can remind us that we are constantly evolving and growing. These photos are similar to the idea of a carin, typically a pile of rocks stacked atop one another used to mark a trail or a noteworthy point, are helpful navigational guides.
I remember being very uncomfortable in urdhva dhanurasana in 2009 when I first began practicing ashtanga yoga. It was exhilarating but awful. My heart would race, my lower back would feel a twinge of discomfort, I would dread, and at the same time look forward to that part of the practice. 5 years later, not much has changed inside, maybe less dread and more acceptance, the back is stronger very much alive, the heart still races, but the exhilaration of that guy has never left. She looks different these days, I also approach her differently, more like a dance, resistance and direction, maybe a step or two forward with the hands, maybe one back the next day. But she is definitely a carin within my practice, marking this path.