When I First Started Yoga
The first time I took a yoga class was at the New York Sports Club on the Upper East Side where I was a regular.
Before or after work, I could be found climbing the stair master, riding a stationary bike or running on a treadmill. I was also listening to music on my Walkman, watching TV AND reading a magazine or newspaper ALL at the same time. I also took aerobics classes with really loud music. Needless to say there was always a distraction.
When it was suggested to me that I try yoga (by a holistic practitioner) to help with the many physical and emotional issues I was dealing with, I decided to take class at my gym, because that was the only place I knew that offered one.
That evening, the teacher started us on our backs, watching our breath. I was uncomfortable and my heart was racing. I couldn’t stand it and after just five minutes, I ran out as fast as I could! It was impossible for me to be still and simply to BE without DOING anything. I went back to my distracted gym routine and life.
It was a year before I tried yoga again, at a class a local teacher held at her apartment. It quickly moved to a space in a church when the class size began to grow. Although it was physically incredibly hard, I always felt great afterwards. I stuck with it, watched my breath, increased my awareness and even enjoyed savasana.
Twenty three years later, meditation and yoga and the wellness branch of yoga, Ayurveda, are an integral part of my life. The way I live in the world has changed, and I’m healthier than ever. I am grateful to all of my teachers who’ve guided me along the way.
If you’ve tried yoga and meditation before and stopped, consider a different style or another teacher. People often say to me “I can’t do yoga because I’m not flexible or I have an injury”. To that I say, if you can breathe, you can do yoga.