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Getting Old Together- in Recovery And On The (yoga) Mat

We can enter recovery early or late in life. We can start yoga when we are young or old. We can also combine the two early or late, in recovery or in age. The very important part of long term recovery and of long term asana (pose) yoga practice are similar- pay attention and adapt. I am not complacent in my recovery. I am at a stage where my years in recovery are half of the years I have been alive. This means that the fundamentals of my recovery program, the basics of what I do to maintain my balance: mentally and spiritually, are seldom an effort. I have practiced the principles for some time. Life can become difficult, but that is the exception rather than the rule. Initially my life was full on chaos. Now, not so much. I don’t forget that disaster is just a drink, pill or… Continue reading

What’s Love Got To Do With It? – By Kyczy Hawk

If you remember the famous Tina Turner song, you remember the refrain: “What’s love but a second hand emotion.” That is the way it used to be. I loved you if my needs, thrills, cravings, or wants were being met. I didn’t see YOU, I saw my desires. I was loving the “if…then” experience, not the person. The second side to that was: “I loved me if you loved me.” I was not able to see me as a whole being in and of myself. I was lovable or acceptable if you saw me so; I was good if I was productive and did good things, I was bad if I was idle or when I did badly or poorly. It was all out there and not in here, in the heart of me. The way I didn’t see into the heart of “him” (except when defending or justifying a… Continue reading

Spring Yoga Health and Healing – By Kyczy Hawk

This has been a tough winter. Fall was rough but winter took the cake. The weather in all realms of my being was turbulent and stormy. There were changes in my psyche, in my profession, within my family, in society and in the meteorological atmosphere. Rebalancing was a constant practice and I have really exercised both my “let it go” muscle as well as my “acceptance” brain. What guides me through? My recovery and my yoga practice. They both take time, they take effort and they take “refreshing”. To restart and re-establish my ardor for recovery I go to new meetings, I meet with new people and, if I am fortunate enough, work with a newcomer. To rekindle my love for yoga I do the same thing: take new classes, meet with other teachers, do more research and take on new students. This time of year, Spring, my physical yoga… Continue reading

The Hardest Thing I Have Had To Do – By Kyczy Hawk

I quit drinking, That was hard; it was imperative, it was time, I had hit bottom. It was still hard. I quit taking drugs. Again, it was crucial; it was life saving, and it was hard. Working the steps: hard. Living life on life’s terms: hard. Learning to do things clean and sober for the first time: dating, dancing, sex, getting jobs, quitting jobs, applying to school quitting jobs, raising the kids: hard, hard, hard. Further into recovery I was able to discern the source of some of my “defects” and “shortcomings”; rooted as they were in my primary issues of attachment to others and suppression of myself. I wanted so much to be approved of, to be part of, that I repressed some of my native characteristics. I had to investigate my addiction to what I call “otheration”(living through what I thought were the eyes of others), adapting myself… Continue reading

My 13 Steps To Recovery – By Esther Nagle

 Slowly my need for alcohol diminished. I was no longer afraid of facing my emotions. When my life hit that famous rock bottom in 2013, I didn’t go to a meeting or to treatment. I didn’t even accept that alcohol was playing a part in the disintegration of my ability to get through life’s troubles. That it was actually causing or contributing to so many of my problems.  I still thought it was the friend that was helping me. No, I ‘didn’t need’ treatment, but what I did accept I needed was a new direction. I had tried lots of things to help me relax, including the Yoga classes I had been attending for years.  I often returned home to a bottle of wine, cigarettes and joints! I was clearly missing the point of Yoga somewhere along the way. Despite this, I had wanted to train to teach yoga for… Continue reading