I wrote the follow on October 10th at 21:00 in bed. I never posted it. But now I am because as I read it I remember that feeling and realize that I need to feel that again. Months later and I still feel as though I have been neglecting my practice. Going to yoga tomorrow. End of story.
But I hope you will read my little heart felt blurb below and feel it either resinate with your or maybe even inspire you. Yoga is truly a gift.
I am high on life right now.
Everything around me is so beautiful.
Look at how incredible the sky looks this evening. Still beautiful blue but with hints of pink, purple and orange. Incredible. Breath taking really.
I feel so strong yet so at peace within myself.
Wow… I can’t remember the last time I felt like this.
Our bodies are incredible.
Thank you for this body. I should be more appreciative of this. Every day.
These are just some of the thoughts I had on my 7 minute bike ride home from my yoga studio last night. I truly felt and lived all these things and it still gives me a little burst of energy just thinking about them again.
I went to my first Ashtanga yoga class night, guided by one of the most incredible, powerful and inspirational women I have ever met. Another one to the incredible “collection” of women that inspire me. I had never tried Astanga before but I kept getting recommendations that I had to try it. I had cancelled my reservation week after week because I kept bailing/chickening out/ choosing to prioritize going to the gym… (ugh… so dumb!).
Man am I glad I got myself to the class today. It’s now some hours later and I’m sitting in bed writing this and I still feel high on everything that happened in that hour and the fact that I’m still feeling it now. I never write in bed, this is my sanctuary in many ways, but I simple had to get all of this out and share it.
Of course trying something new, especially a new type of yoga practice, is incredible but the thing is, this is how I feel after ever yoga class. Which also indicates something about how I have been neglecting it for the past couple of weeks. My excuse for neglecting my practice are no good either.
But, the point of this was not to point out how I need to learn to listen to my body and go to yoga more, and more as in at least twice a week, and while this is also very true, the point was to share those incredible thoughts and feelings after class. I swear I felt like I could take on the world. All from an hour of shutting everything out, focusing on my body, my mind, my strength and my breath. If that it’s incredible then I don’t know what is.
Once again, I repeat myself, I am so grateful for this body. And I am just as grateful that I have something in my life that can ground me, motivate me and inspire me during a hectic time where I tend to forget myself first. It’s a tendency we all have. To forget ourselves first.
If you are on the verge of or considering picking up yoga or maybe even just going to your first class, then I truly hope that this inspires you to go for it. I promise it will change your life and it may not happen the first time, but stick with it. All good and powerful things take time. Trust the process - cliché but true.