Yoga has sort of become a big thing in my life. I never thought I’d identify myself as a ‘yogi’, but ever since I studied Astanga in Greece last year, it kind of stuck with me. Now, I’m not the best at it… I’m getting there. I even spent about thirty minutes on the mat last night working on my headstand, even after crashing into the floor numerous times. And I decided that this type of ‘exercise’ is more fit for me. I hate running, I don’t like going to the gym, and any type of cardio will give me a side cramp in the first ten minutes.
Yoga is different. It’s calm, yet vigorous. It’s slow-paced, but demanding. It’s overt, but personal. It’s more rooted somehow. I feel a sense of relaxation on the mat, but I know that my body is in for a good workout. I love the idea of connecting my mind, body, and spirit all at once. It’s about developing a relationship with yourself. It really requires a certain type of dedication and focus, which I lack in both when I’m at the gym.
I came across some inspirational photos with beautiful yoga poses. To me, this is the perfect representation of control and content with yourself. This is also my motivation for the poses and postures that I am practicing. I’m also preparing myself for Wanderlust in a couple of months. I’ll be doing yoga in the mountains, hiking, attending music festivals, and attempting stand-up paddle yoga for the first time, at very high altitude! Hah. That should be interesting.
namaste – my soul honors your soul.