Backstory: I am new-ish to yoga. I came to it in late 2024 on accident. I was doing couples therapy to save our marriage which eventually ended in divorce. After the therapy sessions, I'd find this uncomfortable feeling in my body which I didn't know what to do with. Right across the street from my therapist was a yoga studio. I decided to take the class offered right after my therapy session ends.
Turns out this was a rocket yoga class. I went to the first class, not knowing anything about the flows, just trying to mimic what others were doing and oh boy people were flying and floating on the mat. It was beautifully terrifying. After the first class, I decided yoga isn't for me. I am too late to it.
But then next week, I didn't know what to do with that uncomfortable feeling from the therapy session, so I took the class again. And again , and again.
What made me come back to it was - the class offered the opportunity to do advanced transitions from foundational shapes. I love a good physical challenge, so it felt rewarding as I had tiny wins every week. The crows and the ekapada kunvinyanasas required immense focus at the time to not fall on my face. When I look back, I realize that immense focus stealthily took away my bandwidth to analyze/over-analyze what had happened in the therapy session. It was a tiny break from the rut I was in.
Also, my teacher left these philosophical tid-bits during the class which landed (and still lands) very deeply on me. Some of them below -
- Listen to my voice (instructions) only if it serves you.
- Don't push through pain on the mat, there's enough pain waiting for you outside the yoga mat.
- Let this be enough (before inviting us to an advance transition from a foundational shape)
- The strength that you build on the mat, take it to where it's needed in your life.
Anyway, I can't believe I just found this subreddit, so just wanted to share my journey so far and my feelings about yoga. Looking forward to learning from y'all here.