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Mother's Day

5/3/2026

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For some people, Mother’s Day is a celebration. For others, it may feel complicated, tender, or reflective. In our yoga practice, we have the opportunity to approach this day in a way that is expansive enough to hold all of those experiences—by looking at the deeper qualities that the idea of “mothering” represents.

At its core, mothering is about creation, care, and protection, and these qualities are not limited to one role or one relationship. They are energies that exist within all of us.

In yogic philosophy, Shakti is the creative force of the universe—the energy that gives rise to life itself. It is movement, expression, and the spark behind all growth and change.

Shakti is present in the breath as it moves through the body, the thoughts and ideas that take shape, and the cycles and seasons of rest and renewal.  When we step onto the mat, we are engaging with Shakti in a very real way. Each movement, each breath, each moment of awareness is an act of participation in that creative energy.

Alongside creation, there is also the need for protection and boundaries. This is where the energy of Durga comes in. The Goddess Durga, pictured above, is often depicted as strong and steady—a guardian figure who protects what is sacred. Her strength is not aggressive, but purposeful. It arises from clarity, compassion, and a deep sense of responsibility. In our lives, this energy might show up as setting boundaries, and standing up for ourselves or others.  


In our yoga practice, we may notice that we have the ability to hold the energies of softness and strength at the same time. In a single practice, we might move fluidly (Shakti), hold steady in a pose (Durga), build strength (protection), and soften into rest (care). This balance reflects the reality of life. We are not only one thing. We are capable of nurturing and protecting, creating and sustaining.

When we widen the lens, “mothering” becomes less about a specific identity and more about a way of relating to the world.
It can look like:
  • offering patience to yourself on a difficult day
  • supporting someone else through a challenge
  • tending to something you’re growing—an idea, a relationship, a practice
  • Knowing when to rest. When to say no. When to create space.
In practice this week, you might notice moments where these energies naturally arise. When you move with breath and flow, you’re tapping into creation. When you hold a pose with steadiness, you’re practicing strength and protection. When you choose rest, you’re honoring care and sustainability. None of these is more important than the others. Together, they create balance.


As you move through your practice this week, you might ponder:
  • Where am I creating?
  • Where am I being asked to protect?
  • How can I offer care—to others, and to myself?
Mother’s Day, from a yoga perspective, becomes less about a single role and more about recognizing the many ways we participate in the cycle of creation, support, and renewal.  Perhaps most importantly, it’s also about remembering that we are allowed to be included in that care, too.
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Lessons from my mother and my yogurt

6/4/2013

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My mother died two years ago.  There will never be another person who loves me so completely and unconditionally, worries about me constantly, and provides the virtual blanket of security that only a mother can offer. My mother was, among a million other things, my first teacher.

She was proud of me, and she believed in me, even when I failed miserably.  She didn’t judge me or scold me when I wasted a lot of money, unable to successfully transition from high school (achiever) to (lost and reckless) college freshman. When I was hopeless and depressed and felt like a big fat failure, she believed I would persevere, and I did, buoyed by her quiet support.  She was proud of me a zillion times, including when I became a yoga teacher.  She witnessed several of my graduations, even—eventually—a college graduation. And then, later, even though she never stopped calling it “yogurt,” (as in, “how was your yogurt class today?”)  she was just as proud of my graduation from Yoga Teacher Training.  I corrected this pronunciation error many times, but eventually gave up, realizing that I would actually be disappointed if she got it right.  I don’t think she had a really clear idea what yoga was all about, but she saw that it made me whole and happy, and that was enough.

When she was not proud of me, when she was clearly disappointed, I felt deep, soul-darkening shame.
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Like most mothers, she was my barometer of right and wrong.  I remember a grocery shopping trip with her when I was very young, maybe four or five.  She had allowed me the luxury of purchasing a cardboard backed, molded plastic covered assortment of varying-degrees-of-tiny little naked dolls.  I can remember these dolls as part of a favorite game.  My brother would hide them around the living room-- on the knobs to the television, on a bookshelf, behind a coaster on a side table.  I found immense pleasure in running around the room locating all of my little naked babies.

We were at the Victory Market in Chittenango, an institution that’s been gone as long as my childhood.  I grabbed a pack of gum from the conveniently located treasure trove in the check-out line, while she was busy putting groceries on the belt.  I don’t remember why I chose not to ask if I could have it or if I even knew that I was stealing. When we got home, she discovered the larceny, and she put me right back in the car to make amends. I had to tell the store manager what I had done, and she paid for the gum.  I lost the privilege of owning the gum and, more upsetting, the naked babies.  I was crushed and ashamed.  

I don’t remember a lot of details from childhood.  I don’t remember a lot of details in general.  I tend to remember things in terms of feelings and perceptions.  But I remember feeling ashamed, because my mother was ashamed of me.  It certainly wasn’t the last time she taught me right from wrong, but it’s the first time that I can clearly remember.

As practitioners of yoga, we study Patanjali’s Yoga Sutras. We learn of the eight limbs of yoga. We aspire to practice, along with the other six limbs (to be savored in future posts), the Yamas and Niyamas, a list of  guidelines for leading a yogic lifestyle of awareness and principle.  

The Yamas are five practices of restraint. 


  • Ahimsa is non-violence, the practice of not harming yourself or anyone else.  

  • Satya is truthfulness.  

  • Asteya, the big one in this story, is not stealing.  

  • Brahmacharya is sexual abstinence or, in a more contemporary sense, balance and moderation. 

  • Aparigraha is non-hoarding or non-coveting behavior.  

The Niyamas describe five self-observances.  

  • Saucha is purity.

  • Santosha is contentment with who you are and what you have. 

  • Tapas is discipline and austerity.

  • Svadhyaya is self-study of life, behavior, patterns, or spiritual texts to promote understanding.

  • Isvara-pranidhana is surrender to a higher power.

If you are blessed, you learn about right and wrong from the people in charge of raising you.  You may learn some from your religious or civic leaders, teachers and friends and role models of all sorts. No matter what form it comes in, the basic tenets of right and wrong seem to all boil down to the same things.

I am constantly reminded of my mother’s teachings.  She never practiced yoga in her life, but she and my father lived a more yogic lifestyle than most people I know.  I will revisit each of these ideals in future posts, as I move through them in life or in classes.  

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    Dena D. Beratta

    Honored to teach, but always a student.

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