You know when January hits and everyone's doing hot yoga five times a week, promising this is the year they'll master crow pose? By March, the mat's gathering dust and guilt's the only thing we're practicing. The gods saw this coming. Ancient mythology is an instruction manual for being human. Biggest lesson? Everything has its season. Think about Shiva's dance, the Tandava. He flows between creation and destruction, in rhythm. He doesn't force spring seeds to bloom in winter's frost. We've been sold this idea that sustainable yoga practice means showing up daily, pushing through resistance, constantly leveling up. Spoiler: That's not sustainable. That's capitalism in stretchy pants. A sustainable yoga practice isn't about discipline. It's about rhythm. Your winter practice should feel completely different from summer - that's essential. The burnout cycle happens when we ignore natural rhythms. Next week: Ganesha at winter's threshold