THOUGHT HAD been on my mind for a while - why not take a yoga class?
The city's Leisure Guide was sitting on my kitchen counter and,
when I finally decided to look, there was a class beginning the next
day. Though I feared it would be full, one quick phone call later I
was signed up. I believe it was no accident that I got in so swiftly,
for it is said that the universe conspires to help our deepest dreams
As I sat in that first yoga circle, waiting
for class to begin, I wondered what I would find. I had tried other
meditation classes, but had not stayed with the practice after the classes
were done. Would I be able to stick it out after the 10 weeks were up?
Would this spiritual discipline be a good match for my temperament?
Would it help my headaches? Or would this be another experience that
I would dabble in and then leave?
Heather, the yoga teacher, sat cross-legged
in the classic meditation position, and smiled at us. "This,"
she began, touching her thumb and forefinger together, "is the
heart of yoga. Yoga is a bringing together of that which has been separate
in our lives, a way of uniting opposites." As she spoke of
the spirituality of yoga, I smiled, forgetting about the passing of
time. I remembered the prayer of Augustine which I had made my own over
the years, "O God, you have made us for Yourself. Our hearts
are restless until they find their rest in You". My restless
heart and God - this was the bringing together that I had always desired.
Each person around the circle was
asked what had brought them here. Many spoke of physical pains, and
some spoke of mental anguish for which they hoped they could find peace.
I felt shooting pains throughout my back. One comment the teacher made
to another person seemed meant for me. "While it's good to experiment
with different spiritual disciplines, after a while it's important to
decide and stick with something." I decided that evening to
stick with yoga. My heart said yes.