The path to being a wise old yogi.
I started to do yoga oh…about 2 months ago now and I’ve really been getting into it. I’ve latched onto a local studio (my Moksha) really well. They’re one of the larger studios in Winnipeg and I thought I wouldn’t like that, but it really has been such a positive thing. Their size allows them to offer all sorts of classes for all different levels of people. I’ve already grown so much in my practice there and I can’t wait until I’m able to participate in the more difficult classes. I crave inversions.
In our western society it’s also really nice to see some instructors place an emphasis on the spiritual, meditative side of yoga. A lot of other studios have westernized the yoga practice and treat it as a workout akin to pilates or the such. Had Moksha been like this the first time I went, I probably would never have gone back for a second class. I’m so thankful to have a place like this nearby. The mantras that go along with the yoga practice are such good roots in which to live your life daily. When I grow up I hope to be a wise old yogi.
If you have never tried yoga, throw out any stereotypes you have about it and give it a shot. Worst case scenario you just won’t go back, but it just might become a big part of your life. I think it’s worth the shot.
