Today I practiced silently. No DVD. No iTunes yoga mix. Just me, and the natural rhythm I'm developing by practicing every day. Me and the sound of my breath. I was happy to find how much more the breath comes into focus without the sound of a DVD, a CD, or a classroom full of people to drown it out.
I did my own version of yoga flow, with attention on continuous, balanced breaths. I did pretty good, until I fell out of a balance pose. That was my signal that I was tired, and I brought it to a close with some basic supine twists, and then relaxation pose.
It was a nice change, practicing in silence. So relaxing, and invigorating all at once.