Wednesday, September 17, 2014

Hey guys, I totally killed it at yoga!

I try to make it to Fat Yoga every Saturday.  Due to my ridiculous work schedule, I can't make classes during the week so Saturday mornings are precious to me.  There is something magical the happens in that time and space and when I miss it, I feel like I have missed out in some sort of cosmic cleansing and emotional refueling.

I have been doing yoga off and on for nearly 20 years and never has it felt quite like this.  The owner, Anna, is a magic maker.  She invites us back into our bodies, which on more than one occasion has brought me to tears.  Anna reminds us, as we move through poses, of how strong we are and how we deserve to be here today taking up space.  She encourages us to grow in our love of our bodies.  She challenges us to trust our bodies and to listen closely to them.  She creates a space for rich conversations to happen, where we can safely explore what we don't know and continue our journey to being allies for one another.  She mirrors humility and pride, so that others might take risks, not always be right and own their worth.  Anna has become an important part of my journey and for that I will be forever grateful.  I wish everyone had an Anna and a Fat Yoga in their life.  Image what kind of changes we could make in the world if we were all given the time and space to honor how our bodies and minds have gotten us to where we are today as well as learn and grow together.

Yoga Dress: The Avenue
Leggings: Torrid
Flip Flops: Teva's

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