I have been on the fringes of yoga for my entire life, having been raised by people who practiced it extensively before I was born. I’d done shoulder stands and inverted push ups for years growing up, and didn’t particularly think much of it one way or the other, it was just a given.
Fast forward a number of years to where I am today, having spent more than half my life in a career that has me sitting extensively, and having let a lot of those practices fall by the wayside as time went on. I still had a healthy respect for it, and have reason to believe it could be tremendously beneficial to people diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis, but still had not gotten around to practicing it again personally.
That all changed Monday. I attended my first official guided Yoga class, and it was amazing. Our instructor made it easy for the less experienced in our class, of which I count myself. While the more experienced class members handled more advanced balance poses, others were shown similar poses more in line with our ability.
It put me more in tune with my body than I have been in a long time. In some areas, I felt I did quite well, while in others I came face to face with limitations in myself that I hadn’t been entirely honest with myself about. This is a good thing. I now know where my focus will be, and I know that with mindful practice of proven techniques, I will be able to see improvements in areas I’ve been negligent with.
I can’t wait to see what the future holds.