I remember when I first met you. I was just a little one and less interested in you than I was the lady on the TV show, Lilias, Yoga and You. I think it was her long, pretty hair in a braid, and that badass purple unitard she wore. I wanted to be her when I grew up. And I’ll admit, I liked to show off to my mom the poses that I could do, but that’s as far as our relationship went at that time. I was much too young to realize how awesome you were.
The next time you showed your face was when I was a teenager, trying to make friends in a new school and decide who I was going to be at that impressionable age. I’ll admit, I loved the physical practice, and the relaxation made me feel great for the moment… But I was far too self-concious to let my guard down and really explore what you had to offer. None of the popular kids were into you, and I really wasn’t sure if I should be either. Was I hanging on to my hippie roots? Would I be judged for it? I figured we should just take a break for the time being, and soon you were forgotten.
A few years later, while I was still trying to figure out who I was and what my place was in this world, you came back (although, I now know you never really left me.). You showed up when I needed you most but never imposed on my life. You were just there, waiting, allowing me to discover you on my own time. I saw you on my travels through Europe, and again when I moved to California. You intrigued me. You never judged, you never told me what to do. Even though I was quite the handful at that age…
I felt a connection with you that I had never felt anywhere else. It felt like coming home when I was with you.
When we began to see each other steadily, I felt like you had always been a part of me. I looked so forward to rolling out my mat everyday! But in true Yoga fashion, you never said anything if I didn’t show up for a few days or even weeks. You always welcomed me back with grace. When I tried different styles and tried to decide where I fit in, you let me explore and whispered in my ear: Trust yourself. Wherever you land, is exactly where you are supposed to be. Besides, I’m much more than the physical practice. So much more…
Our relationship now is so honest and beautiful, Yoga, and I thank you. You’ve helped me to find my truth, to find love, and to be happy. Through you I have come to accept my body- how it looks, its limitations, and its amazing capabilities. I’ve learned to love myself unconditionally, and to honor myself as a Divine being. Though I have my off days, you are always there to remind me to REMEMBER who I am. Through you, I have fallen in love with myself, which led me to find and marry the love of my life and have a truly healthy relationship. You’ve given me the tools to always strive to be a better person. Trying to be more loving, more compassionate, more willing to see the good in others. Of course it’s not always an easy, smooth road, but you make it easier for me to make good decisions on a daily basis. To make choices that serve my well-being and that of others.
I began to realize that once peace, beauty, and joy is found within, it’s so much more visible on the outside!
Thank you, Yoga, for all the wisdom you have shown me, and all that there is still left to learn! There are lifetimes of knowledge yet to discover and I am so grateful to be on this journey. Thank you for teaching me to choose Love over fear… To always try to do no harm to myself or others… And most of all, for showing me how to LOVE & BE LOVED.
With the greatest respect,