yoga changed my life
I still remember my first yoga class. It was 2001 and I went to Integral Yoga on 13th Street and 7th Avenue. I was working as an administrative assistant 15 blocks away and I took classes during my lunch hour.
My daughter was 9 years old at that time. We had been living on our own since she was two and 1/2, which was both amazing, fostering a very sweet relationship and allowing me to parent as I wished, and also hard. Hard to have only one income (and not a very large one) and not to have another adult to share the day to day parenting duties with. I had a job that was going nowhere, a relationship that was going nowhere (after 9 years of other dating situations that went nowhere) and had spent so much time complaining about these men and/or recounting my life story in therapy, groups and with friends that even I was sick of hearing it all. I was stuck. I longed for more. I longed so deeply that it hurt.
My anxiety level was through the roof. I was overeating for comfort and there were many moments when I just simply could not breathe. Yoga came when I was ready and saved me slowly, and almost without my noticing it. Here's what I remember most about those yoga classes, on the way there I was anxious and couldn't breathe and on the way back I was at peace and could hear the birds sing. At first the peaceful feeling lasted a few blocks, then the entire walk back to work, then a few hours, then all afternoon. Days turned into weeks, weeks into months, months into years and although I cannot claim to never feel anxious or run to a big old piece of chocolate cake, I can tell you that those moments are few and far between.
I enrolled in college, found a new career, and left that guy. I continued parenting my girl, graduated college and started making more money. I met an amazing man, watched my daughter graduate college and grow into an amazing woman, enrolled in my yoga teacher training, and found a new career.
I started teaching yoga full time in 2011 and began to notice something interesting. During savasana I began to go around and give students a shoulder press or a head rub and I began to feel sensations in my palms. Pretty soon students began to comment that they felt it as well. Sometimes I would touch a student somewhere else, a knee, a shoulder blade, and after class students would ask, “How did you know I was in pain?” or, “”It felt like you put hot stones on me and the pain released.” I went on like this for a few years, not quite sure what to do. Then I found an energy healing school that spoke to me and I became trained in One Light Healing Touch which has been incredible, both for my clients as well as for my own growth.
Now I teach yoga, work with clients privately, and write. I write a newsletter, a blog and am working on a book that will be ready for publishers in 2017.
Want to see some changes in your life? Find the vehicles that take you there. Explore it all. Try new classes, learn new philosophies, grow, stretch, and grow some more. May we be happy, may we be healthy, may we be safe, may we be free!