Yoga Is Worth The Effort at The Yoga Center Of Steamboat: Steamboat Springs, CO: October 18, 2019

Cold and wet on this mile long ride to yoga was so worth it.

This morning I practiced in a version of a vision of my dream yoga studio. It was clean and open, with big view windows overlooking a running river and snowy mountains. Besides the fact I’m beginning to loosen the grip of confining myself to only loving the beach, and combined with the amazement of becoming a mountain lover , I further consider this morning’s awakenings and activities a miracle because I’ve seen this studio…in my in visualizations of what I want to attract in my life.

I’ve never been to Steamboat Springs but instantly fell in love with it here. It feels like home already. Last night while we slept, the snow fell, and I rode a mile in a snowstorm to get to yoga this morning. While I was getting pelted with ice in the face and got bitter cold from frankly not the right clothes, all I kept thinking was, this is SO worth it. Yoga is so worth it. Riding in nature is so worth it. Self care and self love and taking a moment for myself even though it’s not entirely convenient is worth it. Now, maybe I would have changed my mind if the end of the ride was to an uninspiring yoga class (actually I’ve never been uninspired in a yoga class but I have been underimpressed), but as luck would have it, our teacher oozed loveliness, the studio was a dream, the women in the room all looked like people I’d drink coffee with, and the practice was divine.

Our teacher encouraged us to take the middle way, which with some practice is easier to find than you’d think. Part surrender, and part holding on to what you love meets right in the center of the heart.

We’re out here on our last concert date after a month long tour. While I’ve enjoyed some yoga and bike riding and writing and friendship , I’ve also spent most of my energy in surrender to the tour life. Just trying to survive it all. What felt healing today was to remember that which makes me thrive. Yoga. Nature. Clean air exercise.

I question if I can ever be “middle “ while touring. Or maybe I’m more middle than I realize because in spite of a rough-ish four weeks of touring, I’m feeling pretty clear about a few things I’ve been not even wanting to admit to myself until now.

I am not held captive by the current confines of a tour life and instead can use it for fuel. Maybe one day I’ll own my dream studio. Maybe it looks out over the mountains, and maybe, just maybe it will look out over the ocean. I’ll be placed where I need to be, just like being out here on tour, which for the longest time, seemed so out of sorts. But now, as of today, is coming into view as being the absolute perfect path.

Health, Love and Rock N Roll

Just look at the awesome view from this yoga studio.