21 December 2012

Baddha Konasana: My One Year Yogaversary

In the sacred text of the yogis, the Bhagavad Gita, Krishna proclaims that one comes to yoga in his life only by having practiced it in a previous life, and is pulled toward it against one's will, as toward a magnet. -- Sri K. Pattabhi Jois, Yoga Mala

After one really disheartening experience at a yoga studio in Cleveland and another rather enlightening experience at a yoga studio in Las Vegas, I was determined to find a studio and a practice that fit what I was looking for. What that specific thing was I was searching out remained to be named, but I firmly believed I would know it when I found it.

So it was that one year ago on the Saturday before Christmas, I found myself walking into The Studio Cleveland on the East Bank of the Flats. After putting together a list of all of the studios in the area, I decided to visit them one by one and The Studio was first on my agenda for no other reason than proximity. The class was Ashtanga Vinyasa, and while I had absolutely no idea what that entailed, the Saturday morning session fit my schedule so off I went.

Walking in blind was probably the best decision I could have made. Had I known that I was about to challenge my body in every conceivable way through one of the most physically demanding practices out there and that by the end of my first 90+ minute class I would be a puddle of sweat and goo on my mat and that my body would feel sore for a week afterwards, I can't say for sure I still would have gone. Fear and my comfort zone would possibly have trumped all desire to find the elusive je nais se quoi.



At this point in my journey, I had already lost a little over 50 pounds, but still weighed in at about 255. In my mind this made me the antithesis of any and all yoga practioners and, in fact, that was what turned me off to the first yoga studio I visited. While it was subtle, I couldn't help but feel as though the initial yoga teacher just didn't know what to do with me at my size. (Thankfully, Swami Ramananda at Ceasar's Palace in Vegas opened my eyes and helped me reevaluate and realize that inclusive yoga instructors do exist.)

So, naturally, I pulled the heavy glass doors of The Studio open with trepidation. But the woman who greeted me at the desk -- tall and lean, like a gazelle, her long dark hair a mess of tightly coiled curls -- was more welcoming and cheerful than I could have even anticipated, let alone hoped for.

This, ladies & gentleman, was Jessica.

After introducing herself, she showed me around. Pointed out the Thai massage rooms and artwork, all of which is for sale. I saw the main large studio, the showers and cubbies, and the smaller Ganesha room, so named because of the large image of the Hindu deity (he of the elephant head) hanging from the ceiling.

As she chatted away, asking about my previous experiences with yoga and telling me about the practice of Ashtanga, it slowly dawned on me that never once during this conversation did I ever feel like my weight was an issue. It was almost as if she somehow hadn't noticed. From the very first moment I walked in and slipped off my shoes at the front door, I felt as though I had found a place where I belonged. Everyone I've met at The Studio over the past year has been incredibly supportive of me and my journey: a few weeks ago, in the span of about two days, I had two different people I met through The Studio tell me they recommended my blog to people they know struggling. But I also know they would be equally supportive if I weighed the same as I did when we first met.


One of the things I love most about Ashtanga is that it's a set series: every class is the same poses in the same order. Depending on requests or the level of the people in a given class, Jessica will sometimes throw in other poses, like One Handed Tiger or Bow Pose. But she does them in such a way that we still fit in the traditional Ashtanga series and the benefit to this is that you are truly able to see progress.

This has never been more apparent to me than as I reflect back on the past year and how far I have come. Poses that were impossible in the beginning are now second nature. Remember when I couldn't do Plow without potentially suffocating thanks to my well-endowed bosom? These days not only are the darlins not a problem, but I can roll over far enough to get my toes on the floor behind me. Then there was the day I suddenly was on my head and these days I'm working on doing my headstands away from the wall. I've conquered Wheel enough that I can show off pop up at family reunions and I still can't get over my back muscles in Prasarita Padottanasana. Back in October I participated in the Grow Soul Beautiful Yoga A Day Challenge, I've added Sun Salutations to my morning routine and, yes, Yoga Teacher Training is still one of my goals.

Of course, despite the often persistent perception that this is a form of exercise or a way to burn calories, yoga is, first and foremost, a spiritual discipline. A moving meditation. What I love most about practicing is the non-physical changes that come as you journey through the series.

In my very first post for this blog, I explained the reasoning behind the blog's name and the significance of Baddha Konasana, or Butterfly pose. The transformation I've had in the past year is remarkable. To the point of there not being words. Not just in my practice, either, but personally, mentally, emotionally, all of it. And, of course, nothing speaks more to my self-discovery during this process than my 100 pound reward tattoo.

Tomorrow morning I will, yet again, head on over to The Studio Cleveland for my 10am Saturday morning Ashtanga class. Only this time will be different. This time, this class, will mark my one year yogaversary. I even bought myself a new Gaiam mat as a present for myself. Went for the extra thick one, too.

Hopefully my now-bony ass will thank me during Boat Pose.

Love from the ashes,
Lady Lazarus

6 comments:

  1. Happy Yogaversary! I have quite a few friends who do yoga, but they're all thin. Following your blog has given me the extra boost to finally try yoga for myself (a curvy girl). This week I started a 10 day pass to try a bunch of different classes. After 3 classes, I think I really like yoga. Thank you for your inspiration and congrats again!

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    1. Oh yay! That makes me so happy to hear :) I'm glad you're enjoying yoga so far.

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  2. Ha, I chose my yoga studio to try first b/c of proximity. Like you, I never went much further. When I do, I always end back at my yoga home.

    Congrats on one year. If your next few are anything like mine have been, you're in for quite the treat!

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    1. Thanks! I'm excited to see where the next few go :)

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  3. How wonderful!! I am a new reader of your lovely blog and so glad to have found you!
    I have done yoga off and on for years but nothing steady . I used to run all the time but have had to give it up for now due to adrenal fatigue and MS. I have never taken a formal class and study at home. I am still not sure which branch i like best but am drawn to Ashtanga for its fluidity and structure.
    Wishing you well!
    Cheers,
    Angie bee

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  4. Congrats on your yogaversary! I'm so proud of you and all you've accomplished. xo

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