Yoga doesn’t care.
Yoga doesn’t care how flexible you are, or are not.
Yoga doesn’t care what you look like.
Yoga wants you to look and feel good naked.
Yoga doesn’t care where you are starting from.
Yoga doesn’t care if you have a new mat or fancy clothes.
Yoga doesn’t care if you need a block for support in half moon,
If you take a rest in child’s pose.
Yoga doesn’t care how long you can handstand
Or if you can handstand.
Yoga doesn’t care about your age
Or your income.
Yoga doesn’t care how you got to class
Yoga is just glad that you showed up.
Yoga doesn’t care if you’re tired
If somehow today’s asanas flow with less ease than yesterday’s
Yoga doesn’t care about time
The time is now.
Yoga doesn’t care about the stories you tell yourself about why something is the way it is
None of that matters on your mat.
Yoga transforms minds, bodies, and lives.
Yoga doesn’t care how smart you are
about your fancy degrees
about what you do for a living
about your ability to reason.
Yoga wants to know if you can shut off your mind in favor of your heart
and be with yourself.
Yoga is not the place for judgment or competition.
Yoga cares if you can practice self-acceptance
and stick with that practice.
Yoga doesn’t care if you can keep up with the instructor or your classmates.
Yoga begs you to listen to your body and understand we all have different starting places,
different end places,
Yoga doesn’t care where you were before this or where you’re going after this is done.
Yoga is just glad you showed up
that you’re here
that you’re present
that you’re trying
that you’re engaged
Nothing else matters.