There’s a moment of the ick factor knowing the bodies were once real people, and then just pure wonder at the magnificence of the human body, the intricacies of the systems keeping us moving, thinking and feeling, and the importance of ‘using it or losing it’.
I was again reminded of the reasons I practice yoga (which I from time to time forget after practicing pincha mayurasana again and again for months on end ;-)). A strong, flexible body (and a strong, flexible mind) will go a long way to easing the path to old age.
I’m finding getting older quite a tough thing to deal with, an adjusting and readjusting of my sense of self. The twenties are filled with feelings of immortality, brazen youthfulness and incomprehension of years passing and the body changing … until suddenly you notice a wrinkle that doesn’t unwrinkle.
It’s such a small portion of our lives that we spend young. Here’s hoping though that with the help of yoga, I’ll spend a large portion of my life feeling youthful.