Yoga.
Often I tell people they should try
yoga. And often I watch their faces contort with such abhorrence that
I can barely make out the person I'm speaking to.
Yoga.
Why the fear? Why so much hate and
disdain? Why so many excuses? I'm not flexible...I don't have any
balance...I'm too fidgety. PEOPLE! (yes I'm shouting) This is why you
start doing yoga! Allow yourself to be a beginner. When you learned
how to ride a bike did you just hop on and ride like the wind? No,
you had a few stumbles but you kept trying because you wanted that
freedom. That is exactly what you will experience with your yoga
practice. But in the end...freedom. Freedom to connect from within
yourself, freedom to feel and move and freedom of your worries and
cares even if just for a moment.
With all that being said, let me take
you back to the start of my yoga practice...
5 years ago I could not touch my toes.
Seriously. I couldn't do the splits, I couldn't bind from side angle
and I couldn't balance in dancer. I was the yoga teacher that
couldn't. BUT, I never allowed myself to believe that these thing
were completely unattainable. I'll admit that my frustration grew as
I taught classes and led people into the beautiful poses that I could
barely demonstrate on my own body. What was I missing? I'm the
freaking instructor here! I'm embarrassed to type the following
word...practice. I'm also embarrassed to admit that it took me almost
a year to discover this. Having the knowledge and putting it into
practice are two completely different things. I was teaching but not
practicing. Why weren't you practicing you ask? Well...because I
wasn't flexible, I didn't have good balance and I was too fidgety.
I started a morning and evening
practice lasting 10 minutes each. Building from basic poses such as
mountain, upward facing dog, downward facing dog and crescent lunge I
grew more focused and balanced. Every couple of weeks I would add on
perfecting each pose as my body would allow. I was sore. I fell down
sometimes. One time I even farted. My body was changing, my mind was
connected and finding my own practice helped me to become a better
instructor. I also discovered that the “rules” of yoga were made
for breaking. As I became my own student I realized that yoga doesn't
have to be taught in sanskrit, listening to ocean sounds drinking
cucumber water. You may love that but I didn't. I want to move and
rock out and laugh and connect with the amazing people that decided
to spend an hour with me with their butts in the air. In letting all
of that yoga stigma go I started to really love yoga, I mean like
every day. And then guess what?! I could touch my own toes. Without
effort, without pain or strain and without a bend in my knees.
I promise that yoga is for everybody
but not every yoga class is. When you connect into your own practice
you will start to build something amazing from within yourself and it
will shine through until one day you can ride your bike all the way
down the street without falling off.
Comments
Post a Comment