Yoga is an astonishing act. It’s in its own category of art and physical movement. Blending together the imagined, the dreamed, the impossible, and the real. It is much more an act of release and emotion than anything else. The beauty of the body and mind expressed on the canvas that is the yoga mat. Flowing, pushing, struggling, but expressing and conquering all that we have within us.
Yoga has healed me, has taught me, has shaped and changed who I am. I needed something to take the place of the graceful body movement I had been so accustomed to for years, but would no longer have. I needed something to show me the strength, mentally and physically, that I did truly hold. I needed to find the confidence I once had and a way to combat the chaos in my head. Yoga provided that and still grants me those powers. It allows me to show myself the strength I have. The poses and asanas I can hold and flow through, for minutes, for hours, demonstrate that. This strength brings me through each practice, but extends past those designated times and into my life.
Yoga is my time, my private space, my moment in the day to acknowledge what is really happening inside. What am I feeling and why am I feeling this way. I can practice angry, sad, stressed, happy, tired. I can take my emotions out and use them in my practice. Ultimately I am left healed if I’m hurting, relived if I’m stressed, or simple over joyed more than I had been before I started.
Three years of a completely self-devoted practice. My own will and drive have been incredible forces. This drive has allowed me to learn by myself everything I needed. Everything to heal and grow from where I was. Yoga has taught me that I can do anything I want. Anything I need can be accomplished when I give my all, my inner being, fully and completely. That’s something only yoga can teach you. It’s not something you can learn in school or from your parents. You can’t read it in a book or online. You have to learn it from the physical and emotional act of yoga.
By finding and keeping the will and drive, the pure determination, to maintain my own yoga practice has taught me more than I could put into words. It has taught me more than I knew I even needed to be taught. I know the process it takes to heal physically and emotionally, to grow strong and mentally, to accept and acknowledge, to give and receive.
I would not have made it here in my life today without yoga. Without these lessons it has taught, the changes it has brought. The powers and knowledge I now have will keep me grounded even when I am struggling through the next big storm of chaos. I am not a wondering helpless soul any longer. I am the woman I should have been all along. I am the daughter, sister, granddaughter, friend, cook, blogger, fitness-lover, and yogi, with a head on her shoulders full of knowledge and power, strength, and courage.
I take my yoga lessons that I’ve learned by myself, through my life and through each and every moment of ache. It’s something only yoga, that physical, emotional, and beautiful art form, could teach me. And could teach you.
So tell me:
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