I have been thinking about transitions a lot recently. This time period, at least in New York City while we are all quarantined, leaving our homes as little as possible with only essential businesses open, working and socializing virtually, has felt like one elongated transition. What comes next? What led up to this? Questions we suddenly find ourselves with lots of time to ponder.

Transitions can be both magical and challenging. We don’t yet know what will come next. Our anxiety, fear, all of our expectations, preconceived notions, and projections run free, taking over our thoughts and pulling us out of the precious here and now. All of our thoughts and feelings about what has happened in the past cling to us coloring the present moment. When we do pause, more often than not we find discomfort and uneasiness just below the surface. It is incredibly hard to simply be present with the unknown, the transition between what was and what will be. If we get curious and soften around our experience in transitions we find tenderness and vulnerability. It is in moments of vulnerability that we can choose to open up or choose to erect our walls as high as possible. If we stay open there is so much possibility and wonder in transitions…anything could happen if we don’t close ourselves off.

Below is a practice, taught virtually, something I am still getting used to, still transitioning into on so many levels after almost a decade of teaching yoga in person. If you are new to yoga, need modifications to practice safely, or would prefer a guided meditation on transitions, let me know – I’m happy to create and share those practices with you.

About DjunaPassman

I practice and teach yoga. I attempt to carry what I learn on my mat and through my students into the real world. Sometimes I am successful and sometimes I am grumpy and less than kind. I started life as a dancer, moved on to choreographing, worked as a dance/movement therapist, then realized the wonders of a regular yoga practice. I am a realist - whether the glass is half full or half empty you are bound to spill its contents if you are wearing white (this is why I wear black so often). I am not an expert on yoga, life, or anything else for that matter. I do my best to keep my mind and my heart open every day (some days are better than others).
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