Confessions from an Out of Practice Yogi: Part One

So I had to get this off my mat today. (mat = mind)

When I step on my mat I feel instantly connected with my self.
Raw. Whole. At peace.

After reading inspiring blogs, on The Monkey's Fist where I act as "Topic Coordinator" for the topic, Fitness Aboard , I was moved by incredible cruisers with insatiable appetite for an active lifestyle (other than the super-active life of living aboard!) and compelled to tell the "truth". I mean really folks, I don't savasannah all day. I know my posts may come off like I'm just this balanced, calm, tranquil being that floats through the cruising lifestyle...but, no.

Confession is like a cleansing. My personal practice meter reads "Your only kidding yourself." My body feels like a left-for-dead shammy, crinkled and stiff. Developing a personal practice is a intimate way to engage your body in detoxification and spark health into a burning flame. To start with one must know "asana" and "pranayama" they are the guiding light. Create a good flow using your breath to continue from one posture to the next in a rhythmic energy.

I admit it. I'm not practicing.  I haven't stepped a foot on my mat, in a long time. I'm not even meditating. I've been sucked into the very existence I tried to stave off ever since we returned to the US. I've let my one sanctuary take a backseat. I applaud people who engage in the working world and keep a good routine. I'm having a hard time adjusting to "land life". After work, I have no energy. At home (on the boat) I have no space. ( Shhh... I know this boat is huge!) By space, I mean peaceful space, where nothing stares at me saying, "I'm cat hair, you should really sweep me up."

Aside from confession, I'm seeking advice. How do you keep up with all the demands of your working life, boating life, parenting life, social life and still find time for your practice?

"The practice itself, done consistently and accurately, is the real teacher." ~ Tim Miller, Yoga Teacher

Comments welcome.
Namaste.
xx