I began yoga many years ago by going to classes at a local studio.   At the time I was a competitor, I had spent a most of my early adult life competing in triathlon, running, snowboarding, white water kayaking and adventure racing. I was extreme, everything that I took on I pushed to the fullest so that I could to be the best that I could be at it.  In one sense I did it because when I’m passionate about something I go “All In” and on the other side I used it to validate who I was.  In my mind I thought, “If I’m great at something, people will like me, one of those people being myself.” I went to yoga because I heard it would enhance my athletic endeavors. Literally my first couple months of classes people laughed with me as I made my way into what resembled the poses the teacher was calling out.  The first few years of yoga fed my need for perfection and competition.

 

It wasn’t until I had my first son and I began going to Baptiste Power Vinyasa classes that something shifted in a big way for me.  I remember the words the teacher said as I laid in savasana, “Who are you and what is your dharma”?  I left class that day filled with curiosity and knowing there was more to this practice than just the physical and there was definitely more to me than how I was choosing to live.

 

My first son was 8 months old at the time.  Being a mother was something that I had placed in the category of “I’m going to be the best mom”.   I grew up with a mother who […]