Yoga for the Soul

Yoga for the Soul
The first day I did yoga I went into class, rented a mat, and thought I’m ready to get flexible. I’d been hitting the gym a few hours a week and was bored of the treadmill. I did some dance classes when I was younger and though yoga would be easy. So there I was. All these bendy people around me. Peaceful and strong individuals. It was a little intimidating honestly. I sat there on my mat waiting for class to begin. It was a “hot” yoga class not too hot but enough to where my body was very warm when class began. About half way through the class as they were doing eagle pose, I thought I was going to pass out. Never did I want to look like a super newbie so I held the pose, and let the sweat drip off my face. By the end I hit which felt like forever in savasana my mind was racing with what I was going to do after class. I didn’t opened my eyes and stared at the ceiling. Eventually we sat in dhynasana and ended class with 3 OM’s. I didn’t understand the OM’s and thought it was a little comical. I left class walked out the door and felt this rush of energy. The kind of moment you never forget. I was so beyond hyper, couldn’t stopped chatting, and somehow I was relaxed. I was addicted to the way I felt and started going back each week, which eventually turned into almost everyday. My body started to get stronger and more malleable. I still have a harder time with eagle pose to this day. That twisted pretzle I’m supposed to look like isn’t my favorite. But I still do it because I know the poses you hate are the ones you need. It is actually pretty funny the poses I used to dislike I am starting to love more. My body seems to let me know what poses I need and will like for that particular day. Eventually my practice started showing up outside of class. Not just at home in my living room, but in my day to day life. I started to see my anxiety being released and taking control of it. I started to get less “worked up” over the little things. My focus was stronger. I was loving the way I felt, but also the person I was discovering with in. I was unlocking parts of me and falling in love with myself all over again. My journal writing was getting deeper, and full of more positivity. I’ve always been a person to be in ten different directions at once. I leave my mind at home, my body is ahead of me, and I leave my spirit on the pages of my journal. I was started to pull it all together and land all of me on the same page. Little did I know that yoga was meant to find a union with divine. But this was happening. Unity was forming, and I was loving the adventure. Yoga really isn’t about looking cool, or how far you can bend over backwards. It really is a journey within. Its beautiful. Every time I hit the mat I feel a sense of home. A part of me unfolds. I love each place it takes me to. Its become a passion I truly do not think I would ever want to live without. I love that sometimes I can do yoga to really build up and strengthen. I can speed it up, or slow it down on the days I need extra attention. My mind races all day long, faster than most I believe. Its nice to get out of my mind and clear it all out. It cleans up a little bit and later I’m able to slow it down and really have a conversation with my thoughts. Instead of letting it run around all day. The self mastery yoga teaches is beyond beauty. Yoga is a teacher and a wise one. Not everyone will understand yoga and that is okay. Not everyone likes chocolate either. I wanted to share the beginnings of my passion with you. Let you in on my “why” I yoga. As I started this blog I wanted it to create a sense of awakening in others. Somewhere we can all connect as well as support each other in the journey of yoga and life. I want to share the beauty of what you have within. I love to hear others stories of how they got to the mat for the first time and why they stay. To share your story click the link below, and for more community don’t forget to join the support group The Yogiste Community.