Do you know what we did in yoga class this afternoon?
We laughed. We laughed so much we were all crying.
Sometimes in yoga we deal with “serious” issues. That’s to say, we deal with an exploration of ourselves, of our emotions. We learn to feel complete despite our “imperfections.” We learn to survive, in a sense. Think about it… for some of us, yoga is what’s helped us get past some serious mental ordeals!
And so for me, it’s a truth that I take yoga seriously. Besides that self exploration and awareness that has been so essential to my health, my dedication to my practice and desire to teach have lead me to be a pretty serious yogini. It’s safe to say that yoga means a lot to me and I am certainly no fairweather fan.
Of course, I have fun in class. Everyday I enjoy myself, otherwise I wouldn’t keep coming back. But today, I was gently reminded that yoga is not always meant to be so serious. In fact, it is just as playful as it is introverted!
Incidentally, my plan today was not to go to the lunchtime class, but something came up and I decided to attend that class instead of my normal, Friday night class. As soon as I sat down on my mat and started to center myself, I just knew that my change in plans was so perfect and the afternoon class was where I was meant to be. I didn’t know why, or how, but I knew that I was exactly where I was supposed to be and that something good was going to happen while I was there.
It began by class getting a late start because those of us there, and the instructor, were a bunch of Chatty Cathies. And then we all came to a group decision (there were only 3 of us in class besides our instructor) that we’d work on some inversions. So when the time came we all started playing with forearm stand and the like. And at that point it ceased to be a stereotypical yoga class. Instead we were all talking, and trying things out and asking questions. We’d stop and listen as we gained education about the intricacies of our bodies and our poses. We were learning together and experimenting. We do this in all of our classes, to an extent, I think, but today was different. Truly the only word I could use to describe this today was “playful.” We were playing! I haven’t felt like that since I was a little kid!
It felt so freeing to just throw everything out there and feel absolutely no regret or embarassment if something didn’t work. We were giggling and sometimes toppling over and then maybe we’d get it and we’d be cheering a little too. It was so fun. And the laughter…. If you could’ve experienced the laughter with us… Red faced and tears in our eyes. Absolutely, the lightest hearts in the midwest were sitting in EYC West today.
At one point I remember being overwhelmed with gratitude. This is my life. How lucky am I that I am making a living (or will be someday!) playing?! Incredibly so.
It was also nice to have that little reminder that, yes… yoga can bring is to deal with serious issues, but also, at the end of the day, yoga is simply fun and playful. It’s about playing and exploring and being curious and just trying, completely unattached to the results.
Friends, I believe I tasted Freedom today.