It took a bit longer than I expected, and finally two weeks ago I registered myself with a friend to my first yoga class. It’s a candle light class and much to my surprise and to my delight, I am loving it.
Oooommmm…Take a deep breath….Exhale…
The instructor’s voice is coming from far away as I am already in another world. Eyes closed attentive to her instructions, I slowly drift within. The poses she gives us are simple even if some are quite challenging to maintain for my stiff body. I am reminded that it has been years that I have not done any physical exercise, and I take it slowly…very slowly
I try my best to follow her instructions, sneaking a peek to be sure I am doing what’s requested. The room is small and in front of our mat we each have an electrical light, flickering in the somewhat obscured room. The blinds have been drawn helping creating this relaxing mood that fits the class perfectly. It also helps me evade the daily pressures as I forget everything, being just in the moment.
Some of the words she uses like Asana are foreign to me, yet I love the sounds of them. I get transported in another world where I pay attention to my body and to what IT feels. In that hour spent stretching, breathing and meditating I feel rejuvenated and better equipped to face the stresses that come my way. The past two weeks have been quite challenging on many levels and having this peaceful haven in my weekly schedule is exactly what the doctor ordered.
Funny enough, the last time I was there during one of the poses, I got the strangest flashback of doing exactly the same thing with my mother back when I was a teenager. Interesting how doing yoga brought back a memory from my childhood I had totally forgotten. In a very strange way I feel I am reconnecting with my mother, and it brings a smile to my heart.
Tell me dear friends, any experiences, you’d care to share here about yoga?