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the yogi in me.

  • thapachar
  • Jan 29, 2015
  • 2 min read

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it is hard to put into words how much yoga truly means to me. and has meant to me since i began practicing. i danced for twelve years of my life and had heard of yoga but could not say i truly practiced. here and there my studio would learn yoga positions to incorporate into our dances and i would appreciate them for that. i never truly delved into yoga as a practice.

i will never forget my first time practicing yoga. it was a free event at my university. it was winter so i had my assortment of gloves, hats, boots, scarves. i walked in and there was an ambiance in the room that i could only compare to being in temple or any sort of sacred religious place. it was unlike any i had ever experienced before. i felt really accepted and knew that it was a safe place. this it truly was. the room was dimly lit and the yoga teacher greeted my friend and i immediately. he said Namaste and welcomed us to take a spot anywhere on the floor.

for whatever reason it is hard for me to be shy. i am that person that is usually loudest in the room. and has no clue about it. the person that will sit in the front of the class and still be utterly distracted and not really care. anywho i sat in the front right to the left of the teacher. i was not sure what to expect but i was optimistic. the whole practice was incredible. honestly one of the best things i have ever done for myself to this day. and this was five years ago.

i did not think. about anything. not about my movements, what others were doing, what i was wearing, what i'm doing the next day. NOTHING MATTERED. i think that is my favorite part about yoga. the only time that i am 100% present. i did not know the true meaning of being present until i started my yoga practice. now i try to take time during my day to sit, reflect, relax and be present.

at the end of the class we practiced Savasana. i was so peaceful in that moment. to this day i do not know how long i laid in Savasana. but it felt like i finally took that quiet time for myself. that was the first time i really laid and thought about nothing. let the universe take flight.

practicing yoga has become a lifestyle for me. i could not picture life without yoga now. it grounds me, centers, me, gratifies and reminds me of this beautiful planet we are all lucky to be inhabitants of. the yogi in me sings, soars, prances and frolics when she gets some down time on the mat.

FUN FOTO FACT!

this is my best friend and i. a fellow yogi and the human i attended my first yoga class with. she is my soul sista, kindred spirit, and the first friend i met at my university. the universe conspired in our favor when we met. <3

have you ever practiced yoga? how do you find the yogi in you? :)

 
 
 

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