By Cheryl Kravitz
One of the best yogis I have ever met is eight months old. Her name is Yael and she is the daughter of a close friend. Let me tell you why I think she is so great.
The other day I visited Yael and her mom. When Yael was hungry, she cried. When Yael needed to be changed, she grunted. When Yael wanted to be picked up, she cooed and lifted her arms.
Yael was practicing yoga. She was in the moment. She didn’t care about what happened before I got there, nor did she care about what was happening later in the day. She was focused on the here and now. She was practicing yoga.
Yoga in Sanskrit means to yoke or connect. We are connecting our minds, our bodies and our breath in each pose. She accomplished that. And just like us, at the end of my yoga classes, Yael went right into ananda balasana (Happy Baby) when it was time for me to go. And then, her Mom tells me, she had a great savasana.