When I first started practicing yoga it was like everyone *had* to know that Yoga was Awesome. They should just TRY IT. Really. It will CHANGE YOUR LIFE. No really. I'm not kidding.
If they had a crappy experience, well that was just because they hadn't found the Right Yoga for them, or the Right Teacher. Of course my yoga instructors were always the Right Teachers.
In B.C. I actually taught a few 'intro' classes at our Child Development Centre's gym after work hours for any or all staff who were interested in yoga but too intimidated to attend a class. (Of course it was with full disclosure that I was not a teacher and that asap they should get their bums to a 'real' class).
Once we moved to Halifax... well I had a bunch of other friends who felt the same way and thus weekly Friend Yoga was born.
Yoga yoga yoga yoga.
Morning of wedding yoga... very much optional for any who wanted to attend...
In the past few years, however, I've come to realize that truly, yoga isn't for every one. And that is OKAY. There are other ways to connect with the self like running, meditation, Tai Chi, Singing, Music, Dancing .... you get the picture. Just because yoga works for me doesn't mean that every single human being on the face of the planet *HAS* to do it or they will never ever reach full happiness. Or whatever. Just because I practice yoga doesn't make me somehow better, or more in connection, with my Self. I am so far from connected it's laughable. How anyone can think they are truly one with self under the age of... I dunno... 60 is beyond help.
Weirdly, now when I hear other yogis trying to figure out things like 'Why isn't everybody practicing yoga?' or 'How could we bring yoga to more people?' it just sounds creepy.
Although similar, the environmental concerns are a bit different in that there's just the added pressure of... oh you know... climate disaster and mass species death and annihilation. And whatnot.
At the same time, I really try *very* hard not to be a walking talking eco-crusader... especially outside of my home. I see stuff I don't agree with at work... and I do what I can without ruffling too many feathers. Like suggesting a reusable coffee filter. Or bringing my lunch and coffee in reusable glass and stainless steel containers. The next post will expound a bit on this topic... but you get my drift.
I heart yoga. Of course I do. But that doesn't mean we all have to :)
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