I Am a Yogi
I realized something about my yoga practice today as I moved through the postures with the group of people who had gathered for class at the park. I no longer have to see the instructor to know what she is asking of the students. I just listen now. Much of the time with my eyes closed. After this recognition of growth registered with me, I paused to revel in the feeling. I know I smiled. How could I not? I remember the first few months of regular practice had me constantly looking at the teacher to be sure I was moving into the correct asana. Now, with a year of consistent practice and completion of two levels of yoga teacher training under my belt, I am beginning to truly think of myself as a yogi. A few other yoga-related accomplishments from the first year of my yoga journey: being able to do a solid headstand; being able to hold crow pose; being able to move into bound side angle pose on both sides; being able to hold downward facing dog for...