Page 46 - Sports Energy News, Cornwall, Issue No 152

46 Issue #152 September 2025
The Many Colours of Yoga
By Jill Hodgson
t began in the kitchen. My
Iyoga journey. It would seem
that this is indeed the space for
nourishment, creation, the hearth.
Like that of so many mother’s
whose moments of self-discovery,
of growth, of deep joy, great
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Letting Go in the Season of Change
frustration, were experienced and grounding myself in the swirl not to give up, but to give in.
shared - the space where a house of motherhood. It was the pause To allow. To trust.
becomes a home. between diaper changes and dinner In this season of transition,
prep, the moment I remembered I
Not a studio, not a retreat, not a yoga is my companion once
quiet sanctuary—but among the had a body, a breath, a self. more. It holds me as I hold the
clatter of breakfast dishes and the Now, years later, I find ache of goodbye. It reminds me
hum of cartoons in the background. myself on the cusp of another that motherhood, like yoga, is
My yoga journey started with tiny transformation. Tomorrow, I will a practice—not a performance.
feet padding across the floor, little hug my son goodbye as he steps That love expands even as the
hands tugging at my shirt, and into his new life at college. The nest empties. That the mat is
giggles erupting as my children house will be quieter. The kitchen always there, waiting, whether
crawled under my downward dog less chaotic. And my mat, once a I’m surrounded by laughter or
or sprawled across my belly during playground, now feels like a place silence.
savasana. It was messy, imperfect, of reckoning. And, as my mat held
and utterly sacred. THIS is yoga. me in the pains and tears and fears And in doing so, I remember:
and joys and moments of young the many colours of yoga are
Yoga, in those early days, was motherhood, it will hold me again, the many colours of life. Bright
not about alignment or breathwork. as I surrender my grief to pigeon with beginnings, rich with
It was about presence. It was about pose calling me to the mat. change, and always, always,
finding stillness in the chaos, rooted in love. I hope, for each
As summer fades into fall, of you who take the time to
nature reminds us that letting go travel with me as we explore
is not a loss—it’s a rhythm. Trees the many colours of yoga, that
shed their leaves not in despair, you are beginning to see and
but in trust. Trust that spring will appreciate the breadth and
come again. That what is released expansiveness of yoga - that
will make space for what is next. it is truly not about postures
or perfection or physicality.
Yoga teaches us this too. Each
exhale is a letting go. Each pose, a Rather, it is about the human
metaphor for surrender. We soften and spiritual journey as we
into child’s pose, we open in heart learn to live with compassion
opener, we rest in corpse pose— for self and other as we are
in every little moment of
our lives. Yoga becomes a
Thom’s Trivia
companion through life, her
gentleness always available to
Answers
us.
Questions on page 8
A1 - They all agreed to return to the Cornwall Flyers Senior
Hockey Team.
A2 - Jerry Brown defeated Al Pierce 7 Up to claim the win.
A3 - They finished the mixed two ball event at the CGCC Open
Championship tied for third with an 82.