I have always been one to discount yoga. I always felt like it was a gym-class wanna-be for those who really didn’t want to bust a sweat. The whole quiet the mind concept seems too daunting, too overwhelming, too much to really think about.
But then something changed.
About a month ago — I saw a group of people doing yoga on the beach and I really had the draw to be a part of it. I even snapped a photo from where I was having my morning coffee.
I found the group and it turns out the instructor, Lauren, teaches classes for donations every Tuesday. Part of yoga is about getting you in-tune, in-touched and in-alignment with your chakras. The class always has a highlighted chakra for the day. Today was the throat chakra — which is about communication. My strong chakra. Even hearing the description brought a tear to my eye.
I downward dogged, I gave a salutation to the sun, I cobra-ed, and did the child’s pose. I inhaled and exhaled at all the opposite times that I was suppose to. I took in the ocean, the dolphins, the seagulls and the men with the metal detectors. I didn’t quiet my mind.
But I was there.
I had set an intention and followed through. I showed up not knowing a soul or even my own for that matter. I did poses I have never tried. I listened as Lauren read the yoga gem of the day of being a vessel of lightness. Another tear formed. I left the beach feeling lighter in many ways. My spirit, my soul, my throat chakra, my sense of newness, my sense of finding something that will push me to “be” instead of do.
I am a woman stretching myself.
(For those in the Santa Cruz area, Lauren has beach yoga on Tuesday mornings at 9:30 at Twin Lakes Beach. Free — or donations. She will be there all of October — not sure the rest of the schedule).