So, I have begun a yoga teacher training and will be heavily immersed in the study of yoga for the next 6 months...and probably the rest of my life. Part of the program is to keep a journal of our experiences; though I will be keeping a written journal as well I hope to use this platform to share some of what I learn. I believe that what I discover will be humbling, enlightening, and centering, with surely some struggle and resistance mixed in. But hopefully in revealing some of that here, I can help inspire others to immerse themselves within.

A few weeks ago I committed myself to going to as many yoga classes as possible. In our program we are encouraged to attend as many different classes/locations/teachers as we can. Even if we don't like a teacher or type of class, we should try it again see if its different, learning more about what is important to us in practice. Also, we will use all of our learning to deepen our own personal practices.

Currently, I am still working on integrating my own yoga practice into my free time at home, but I see ways in which I am doing a form of yoga everyday. I also know that yoga is much more than doing the physical postures and breathing exercises. They help, a lot, but help what? Help me to stay more firmly in my centered space, feel less hurried, have less of a need to get, do, want, and encourage love love love.

I am exstatic to be taking the time to delve into the deeper level of yoga practice and learn more about who I am.

Part of my intention here is to write through my journey in a more in depth study of yoga. I've practiced on and off for 10 years and see the great value of a consistent practice. But I would like to be more consistent! With yoga, with writing, with everything.

So I attended a class tonight. I realized earlier in the day that I had the opportunity and probably wouldn't most of the rest of the week. It is also the first of the month which is a great time to start anything. Even if it turns out to be a Tuesday.

When it came time to leave the house, I left the house. Even through the thoughts of, "I can get something done..." I walked out the door and started driving to the studio. I still had thoughts of resistance driving there and walking in. But then I immediately saw someone I knew, and then another, and then another. I got to practice alongside a friend of mine who I didn't even know was going to be there. It was a stellar constellation.

Several hours later, I still feel wonderful. I did some asanas I don't remember doing before, like reverse table top: