Yoga, a way of uniting our physical, mental, and spiritual selves through the practice of controlled breathing and poses. This I gathered between my first class tonight and some quick but eager research about what yoga really is.
Just in one class, it was much more
than that; it touched me in a way I hope to feel again.
We were told to ‘unpack’ and in my, clearly first-timer awkward stretching, I look to see what she might be unpacking. She continues to tell us to unpack our expectations, our doubts, our plans, anything keeping us from that very moment right then and there, and so, I did. I literally closed my eyes, inhaled and exhaled, and started to ‘unpack’.The realization of how much I needed this was already enough to convince me to take another class. I invite anyone who is due for some unpacking themselves, yoga fans or not, to unpack their heavy souls. Everyone, at some point in their days, in their lives, should do this. I think some of us live life cluttered of too many expectations, doubts, and plans too. Guilty.
Although I was uncertain about what to expect, I left the class refreshed and enthused for the next one and I decided my next post would be of my first yoga class:)
Too excited to wait, I continued laundry night with an immediate need to start writing my new post. Shown in the photo is the beginning of notes in my pencil-only journal, the pen I had to use because even thought I couldn’t find a pencil I HAD to write, and my new surprise. I found this coin staring me in the face, on top of the washer I was using. Intrigued by the number 1 and thumbs up, I grabbed it and researched what it was. What are the odds that it would be currency from India, where yoga originated(ancient India). I guess you could say it felt like a reassurance to my quick desire to embrace yoga as a regular practice.
I hope that someone somewhere can relate to my experience and is smiling at the slight thought of their own experience. I’m moved.