In 35 years, I maybe went to 8 yoga classes total in my life. I enjoyed the classes but 5 or more years would pass before I would go back to the next one.
In July of 2021, I was in a difficult spot in my life. Sadness and anxiety had taken over me ….but when a dear friend asked me to go to Maine, I told myself I must go. A beautiful thing happened to me in Acadia National Park. It was a gorgeous day as I hiked along the edge of Lake Jordon when suddenly I got a message…from the universe, from the trees, from the water I do not know… but it told me when I got back home I had to bring yoga into my life. Yoga was calling me. After my return, I immediately went to a Gentle Flow and my heart was deeply touched. In that moment, I knew I was coming back the next day and the next and the next and the next and I did.
Before when I had gone to yoga classes, it was only about the movement but my practices became about feeding my heart with love, coming to grips that I was enough, and feeling the community of love around me; even though I didn’t speak to others for a while, I felt connected and that connection grew into to joy.
Yoga has been instrumental in my healing and learning to love myself. One day I decided that if I had grown in accepting my imperfect self and feeling love for myself then what could be better than if I could help someone to feel better about where they are in life and how they are special — as we are all truly special! I recently completed yoga teacher training at Asheville Community Yoga and I want to share this heart opening experience with others. I can’t think of anything that would make me happier. What a honor it would be to share this joy.
