Welcome all you fellow twisting pretzel-like lovers of Yoga and wannabes - to my personal Yoga journey. At this point, I'm not even sure if the word "Yoga" should be capitalized. This is all fresh and new to me.
My walk in this life thus far has been along many heady and spiritual paths from Native American to African spiritualism, some of which I embrace to this very day.
It was my body that drew me to Yoga.
Living in this city tends to make me focus inward, creating excellent survival techniques in the head, but disconnecting the body from spirit.
So, after a few months of being unemployed, I felt saggy, falling into the comfortable cushions of my couch, becoming them, trading exercise for daytime television and Little Debbie's treats.
I can't remember the exact moment I decided to try Yoga, but I can give you my simple reasons for writing this blog:
1) to dispel any illusions you or I have about Yoga,
2) to bring you my journey of discovery from a place of knowing absolutely nothing about Yoga and
3) to review different classes, DVDs, workshops and teachers - with interviews - for those new to aforementioned Yoga.
WARNING! WARNING! WARNING!
For all you provincial midwestern types and fundamentalists: this blog may contain gay content. Although not the focus of this blog, as a gay man, my experiences may reflect all aspects of my life - quel horreur!
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