I really wish you could come to one of my yoga classes with me, especially yesterday morning’s class.  The class was taught by Daniel, a wonderful yoga teacher at the studio to which I belong who has recently taken his teaching to a whole new level.  To say that I look forward to each and every one of his classes would be a sheer understatement.  Daniel has this amazing way about him.  He’s upbeat, gentle, full of passion and his soft nature can make the grouchiest of people smile.  But, he can also teach a kickass class.  And yesterday’s class was exactly that.

Class started off pretty easy.  We did some breathing, moved onto some light stretching and then began flowing.  Within 15 minutes, the room become incredibly hot and I was starting to drip with sweat.  While we primarily focused on our hips and hamstrings yesterday, there was one series of stretches that blew my mind and nearly had me crying like a little baby.  I’m not sure if there were technical or sanskrit names for these poses (the word ‘insanity’ does comes to mind), but what I do know is that I felt every ounce of them.  Essentially, we did a series of quadriceps stretches with one leg bent and lunging forward, foot flat on the ground, and the other leg kneeling and bent backwards with the foot moving forwards.  It was supposed to look like this:

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(this is actually the teacher I talked about from this post)

Needless to say, these stretches were no cake walk.  In fact, I was in quite a bit of discomfort, if not pain.  We don’t usually do these stretches in class and therefore, my muscles were just not used to them.  As I was taking slow and deep breaths to calm my mind and to tell myself that I wasn’t in fact being tortured, my teacher chuckled and said, “the feeling you are experiencing right now is called enlightenment.”  While a good portion of us sort of laughed, most were still grimacing in distress.  Daniel went on to tell us that being able to find pleasure in pain and discomfort is what some would consider enlightenment.  To be able to find the beauty in what we so often see as disaster is how we transcend and grow as humans.  I thought about Daniel’s words for the rest of class and for the rest of the day.  What he told us in class made so much sense and really struck a nerve with me (HA!  I totally didn’t mean that one!).

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As I looked back on my life, I tried to remember the times when I experienced the most pain, both emotional and physical.  Those times in my life certainly weren’t fun, and I certainly did not laugh as I was experiencing them.  But once I overcame the pain and worked through the severity in what I was feeling, I somehow felt better.  In a sense, I felt free.

I remember learning to ride my bike as a kid for the first time and how I constantly fell and got countless bumps and bruises.  It hurt and for awhile, I just didn’t want to ride.  I know think I may have even cursed my bike.  But soon enough, I learned how to ride without falling off and the bumps and bruises healed and were forgotten.  I also remember the pain of having my heart broken for the first time and how I never thought I would get over it.  Everything reminded me of him, and the thought of moving on just didn’t seem possible.  But as time passed, I did get over him and I did move on.  I also remember how I felt when I found out my parents were separating.  I never thought it could happen to me, and the realization that their story wasn’t going to be happily ever after, crushed me.  But seeing that they both are now in a better place and living happy and full lives brings me comfort, and makes me understand that things really do happen for a reason.  And when my grandmother passed away when I was 10 years-old, I discovered what grief was and what it was like to lose someone you love.  It was pain like I had never experienced, and made me see just how cruel life could be.  But feeling those raw emotions toughened me, and I learned that life is truly precious.

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In every situation, I experienced pain and while I didn’t think I could ever rise above it, I somehow flourished and emerged a stronger person.  There’s no doubt that while I was in the midst of my suffering, whether it was physical or emotional, there was pain.  It was real, and I certainly was not at ease.  But when we can find a shred of pleasure or comfort when we are in distress, we can somehow manage to find peace.  Pain doesn’t have to be something from which we hide; it can actually be something that brings out the true warrior in us.  We can conquer the pain by finding the power that lies within it, and use it to help us stand tall, versus standing in the darkness.  And when we find the key to accomplishing that, we have truly found enlightenment.

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What moment in your life has taught you the most about yourself?  And if that’s too personal, what’s your favorite stretch or your favorite way to stretch?

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Namasté,
Nicole

I’ve been reading more and more about people challenging themselves with fitness goals.  The runners and cyclists out there have been signing up for races and thus, gearing up for their training.  Others have been hitting the gym hard. They’ve been trying to go as often as they can, taking classes varying from Body Pump, kickboxing, spinning and Budokon.  I’ve also encountered people who have been committing themselves to getting at least an hour of cardio close to every day, along with some strength training.  And then there are the ones who are challenging themselves to practicing yoga for a pre-determined set of days.  I love the perseverance and dedication from all the people I’ve been reading about – regardless of the activity they are committed to doing.  I don’t know if it’s because of New Year’s resolutions, if the winter doldrums are forcing people to want to be active in order to stay warm or if it’s because people are just in need to get into shape.  But whatever the reason is, I support it 100%.

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I guess the fitness fever is contagious because I’ve been doing my hardest to practice yoga as much as I can.  And when I say, ‘as much as I can’, that means every day.  I’ve been trying to get myself to the studio every day of the week to get my daily session of hot power yoga.  In theory, being able to get on my mat every chance I can get is a glorious thing.  But, that is theory, and not reality.  Because I’ve been without a car for the past few weeks, Patrick and I have been having to share his.  Thus, going to class whenever I want hasn’t been entirely possible.  Patrick and I have been working on several exciting projects and while I am grateful for that, I’ve been quite busy and have had to adjust my schedule.  And naturally, there are just some days when I’m tired, sore or just plain not in the mood to go to class.  In other words, I just haven’t been able to practice yoga as often as I would like.

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When I couldn’t meet my self-prescribed challenge, I’ll have to admit I was a bit bummed.  I kept asking myself questions like, ‘what is wrong with me?’, ‘why can’t I do it?’, ‘why am I so lazy?’ and ‘why can everyone else complete their goals but me?’  But none of those questions were making me feel any better and they weren’t helping me accomplish my goals any faster.  In fact, I was feeling worse.

I love how I feel in my body, mind and soul when I’m practicing yoga.  I feel strong, happy, healthy, love for my self and for all those around me and I feel capable.  I’m relaxed when I’m on my mat and I’m at ease.  I’m not critiquing myself, I’m not upset if I don’t meet a certain mark and I’m not putting myself down.  In fact, I’m at peace with myself when I’m practicing yoga.  So why can’t I have these same emotions and feelings when I’m off the mat?  Why is it that when I’m not practicing, I can’t seem to achieve that same level of peace?

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This dilemma has plagued me for quite some time, and I’m still not sure if I’ll ever have the complete answer.  But what I have come to realize is that there shouldn’t be a beginning and an end to one’s yoga practice.  Yoga should be something that is practiced everyday, but that doesn’t mean one needs to be on their mat.  The lessons we learn in class about life and about ourselves should be something we practice on a consistent basis, not just for 90 minutes a day in a bamboo-floored studio.  Just like the transitions we utilize in yoga flowing from pose-to- pose, our actions and thoughts we have on and off the mat should be seamless.  We grow and transcend when we can mimic what we accomplish in our yoga practice, in our daily lives.  As my yoga teacher tells us, “our mats should be a practice space, not a performance space.”  We shouldn’t reserve all of our positive energy and emotion just for the times that we are able to make it to class or to our mats, and shine for those short moments when we are in the studio.  By using the time when we can practice yoga as time to teach and prepare ourselves for our day-to-day lives, we are truly practicing.  And when we can make how we conduct ourselves while we’re practicing yoga be virtually the same as when we are not, then the need for making challenges and for criticizing ourselves when we aren’t able to meet our own standards suddenly aren’t as important.  We can practice every day because the practice of yoga is something that can be done in our minds.  We don’t need to be on our mats or in a studio, we just need our breath and the knowledge that peace can be achieved at any time and any place.

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Do you like setting goals for yourself?  How do you keep yourself motivated?  What do you do when you can’t meet your goals?

Namasté,
Nicole

How many times has this happened to you? You’re in a rush and need to meet a deadline.  As you’re banging away at your computer, trying your hardest to get everything finished, your co-worker comes by.  He starts talking and talking about something unrelated to work and won’t even take a breath to notice that you’re working harder than James Brown.  But instead of taking a few minutes to give him your undivided attention, you ‘yes’ him and half listen to what he’s saying.  In fact, you’ve heard all that your co-worker has been saying one too many times, as he seems to go on this rant several times a week.  So, instead of engaging your co-worker and thoroughly listening to his words, you basically just nod your head and answer his questions in your mind before he even asks them.  Sound familiar?

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Well, I don’t want to admit it, but I am totally guilty of this.  I used to think it was me being a fabulous multitasker, but that was just me trying to convince myself that I could do no wrong and that I basically had everything figured it out.  Sometimes I get so focused on what I’m doing in my own life, that I tend to shut out the rest of the world.  I’m not trying to say that I walk around like a zombie and that I don’t communicate with humans.  In fact, it’s the complete opposite.  My goal is to look and act as ‘normal’ as possible on the outside, but to be completely engulfed in my own self-thought on the inside.  Actually, I’m so good at this little charade that at times, I tend to fool myself.

The other day in yoga class, I was having a difficult time keeping up.  I’m not sure what the issue was?  Perhaps I wasn’t hydrated enough?  Maybe I didn’t get enough rest the night before?  Was I hungry?  Did I have too much on my mind?  Whatever the case was, I just wasn’t feeling it.  But instead of listening to what my body was telling me, I told my body to keep going.  After all, I had been practicing on average about 6 days a week for the past two years.  I knew my body could hack it.  The poses that we were doing in class weren’t hard.  I knew them all like the back of my hand and it didn’t seem as if anyone else in class was struggling.  I just kept ignoring what was going on inside of me and plowed through the rest of the class.  I felt like crap, but I didn’t care.  My goal was to just finish – how my mind and body felt didn’t play a factor.

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As I was pushing through another pose, my teacher started talking about having a ‘know-it-all’ mind.  She asked if we were treating ourselves like so many other people we interact with on a daily basis.  Were we fully listening?  Were our bodies trying to have a conversation with us that we just couldn’t pay attention to?  Did we think we already had everything figured out?  Like in almost every class, I thought my teacher was talking directly to me.  I had the ‘know-it-all’ mind and I was definitely not listening to what my body had to say.  I was treating myself the way I was treating my chatty co-worker.  That kind of treatment wasn’t fair to my co-worker and it wasn’t fair to me.

After having my revelation, I finally decided to let my body do the talking and my ears do the listening.  Even though we were coming towards the end of class, I decided to make the every last minute count.  I listened to what was going on inside of me and walked over to the wall and just let my legs rest (viparita karani).  It felt amazing to completely let go and to feel the support beneath my legs.  While I wasn’t feeling 100% for most of the class, I felt completely at ease while I was resting.  Once I allowed my body the chance to speak and to be heard, the ‘off’ feeling I was having started to disappear.  For the last few moments of class, I was at peace – physically, mentally and spiritually.  I wasn’t pretending as if I knew what was going on with my body and that I had everything figured out.  For once, the ‘know-it-all’ didn’t want to know anything.  I was glad to have the opportunity for my mind to learn as much as possible from my body.  All of the information was available for me to soak in, it was always there.  I just had acknowledge it.  But when we train ourselves to constantly be the best at everything, we don’t leave room for growth or improvement.  For that reason, we need to understand that it’s important for us to be both the teacher and the student.  As soon as we start thinking we know everything, that’s when we’ll find just how little we know.

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Are you a fan of Lost?  I am!  And I’m so psyched that the new season has started.  If you are a fan, what did you think of last night’s episode?  If not, are there any television shows on right now that you just have to watch?

Namasté,
Nicole

My lips are chapped.  My hands are starting to get that roughness that only comes around once a year.  I no longer have my summer glow.  My coats are no longer lightweight and stylish.  Gone are the sandals and here are the LL Bean bean boots (man, I can’t believe I’ve had the suckers since college).  And my zest for being outside is quickly dwindling…

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Doesn’t this sound so sad? Well, I thought so…

If you’re not new to my blog, you’ll know I’m not much of a fan of winter.  I’ve mentioned it here and here.  And if you are new, first and foremost, welcome to Healthy Chow! And yes, I really do not like the winter.  But, crazy as it may sound, I live in Massachusetts.  Yes, I live in the Northeast.  I don’t live down south or far west where snow and freezing cold temperatures are less likely.  And no, I don’t ski, ice skate, snowboard, sled or build snowmen (or women) in my spare time.  In fact, I love the hot weather and I love summer.  For me, a bad day at the beach (which doesn’t happen IMHO) is way better than a great day on the slopes (sorry all you ski bunnies).  So why haven’t I moved, you ask?  Well, of course I’ve thought about it.  But, that bright idea only lasts about a minute or until I realize that I would miss my friends and family way too much to be miles and miles away from them.  So, what’s a gal to do?

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When I was at yoga class yesterday morning, I remembered being quite tired and sweaty by the time we got to the middle of class and saying to myself, “please don’t say dancer’s pose…please don’t…I really don’t have the energy…and I really don’t enjoy it…please, please, please.”  And of course, my teacher asked us to go into dancer’s pose.  The law of attraction brought it to me, versus taking it away, because I was focusing on it.  Duh! And that’s when I started wondering about some of the other wrong things on which I’ve been focusing my energy.  The first thing that sprang to my mind was winter.  Ever since our first snowfall this past Saturday, the snow, cold and the upcoming brutal weather are some of the main things taking over consuming my mind.

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But as soon as I stopped thinking about how much I didn’t want to go into dancer’s pose and just went with the flow (pun intended) by just going into the pose, things seemed easier.  We ended up repeating the pose three times on each side, and each time I tried to not have any negative thoughts about it.  I told myself to find something I liked about the pose and that my distaste for the pose was just a waste of my time and energy.  I then focused on how open my chest felt in the pose and how deeply I could breathe and envisioned myself standing on top of a huge cliff overlooking the ocean.  In other words, I focused my mind and energy on something positive and soon my dislike for dancer’s pose shifted.

On my drive home, I realized that if I could shift my thinking and reaction to a yoga pose, perhaps I could shift my feelings about winter?  If the winter months and weather are going to last from now until early April, then why fight it? Winter in New England is pretty much the same every year.  It’s never going to be sans snow and it’s never going to be hot and balmy, no matter how much I bitch and moan.  That said, I’ve decided to try my hardest to change my thoughts on winter.  I’ve decided to try to find as much beauty as I can in these next few months and I’ve told myself that I would do my best to not complain.  Just as there are poses in yoga that are not my favorite and not the easiest for me to hold, both physically and mentally, I have to endure them because they are a part of my practice.  If I were a runner, I would imagine that there would be parts of my route that would be more challenging than others.  If I were a basketball player, I would imagine there would be some drills that would always get the best of me.  If I were a cyclist, I would imagine there would be hills that would take every ounce of my energy to conquer.  However, in all of those instances, I would never stop.  I wouldn’t stop because I would know that I would find joy on the other side of that challenge.  Similarly, there is spring and then summer on the other side of winter.  By embracing a challenge, a difficult time in one’s life, an unfavorable situation or even something as silly as winter, one can turn their mindset around.  This is exactly what I plan to do about my feelings on winter.

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By finding some charm in this change of season and by finding some positivity in my thinking, I believe I can change my attitude.  Telling myself that I hate the freezing wind, the ice, the cold, driving in the snow, shoveling the snow, walking the in the snow  and dressing for the snow, doesn’t help me one bit.  But reminding myself that we have winter for a reason and that it’s Mother Nature’s way of hibernating and preparing for the spring, helps me to better appreciate the earth’s ways.  And it helps me to release some of my negative tension, something that isn’t helpful to anyone.  I need to remind myself that I am the one that is in control of the way I feel.  I am the one who can ultimately make myself a happier person.  Thus, I am putting an end to my hatred towards winter!  I can’t say that I am going to automatically fall in love with the cold and snow, but at least I’m not going to keep telling myself how much I abhor it.  And hopefully, I’ll soon be able to identify with the term, ‘winter wonderland’.  Now, any one up for some hot cocoa?

What’s your fondest memory of winter?  Or, what’s your fondest memory of your favorite season?

Namasté,
Nicole

Do you ever get up and just have one of those mornings?  A morning that consists of you quickly slamming that snooze button more than a few times, but then slowly crawling out of bed because you know you just have to?  I think I managed to get about 6.5 hours of sleep last night but instead of going to bed with an empty stomach, I went to bed full.  Bad Healthy Chow, bad girl (she slaps herself on the wrist)! In fact, I ate so much that I woke up full.  Yeah, not good. You would think that that would have motivated me to jump out of my warm sheets and get my sweat on, but I even considered pulling the blankies over my head and sleeping until my fullness and general yuckiness dissipated.

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This would be me if I were a golden retriever (Hi Colby!)

But then I heard a voice.  It was this little voice inside my head that kept me from closing my eyelids again.  Actually, I think it was Morgan’s voice (even though I don’t have a clue as to what Morgan’s voice sounds like) and she was telling me “remember in every situation, you have a choice.”  The other night when I was ‘meeting’ new bloggers, I came across Morgan’s post and it really resonated with me.  We can choose to be happy or unhappy, we can choose to work through all the pain and discomfort to get to the bliss, we can choose to be healthy or unhealthy and we can choose to make it a great day or just a day.  Yes, my dear bloggies, we have the power to make that choice!

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So, with Morgan’s voice in my head and the sun shining through my window telling me to get the heck up, I shut off my alarm clock and got up.  I made that choice. I got dressed and made my way out the door for my morning yoga class.  And then I was greeted with so much traffic that I thought the cast of New Moon was somehow standing in the middle of  Commonwealth Avenue causing this major ruckus.  Nope. It was just the usual morning traffic jam that’s been going on for the past couple of months due to some sort of ‘necessary’ construction.  I moved about a foot in distance in about 15 minutes, and I was getting heated (which was a good thing since my car was not).  And then I remembered again that I had a choice.  Should I get angry and annoyed or choose to make the most out of my situation?  I chose the latter.  Here is how I kept myself preoccupied…and don’t worry, the car was definitely NOT moving!

Finally, I arrived at the yoga studio and made it just in time for class.  The class was packed with yogis needing as much de-stressing and detoxing as me, but together, with the guidance of our teacher, I managed to have one of the best classes I’ve had in quite some time.  I felt great!  However, I didn’t feel so hot (lame pun intended) at the beginning of class.  I kept thinking about all the food I had eaten the night before and why I can’t break this bad habit, and then I chose to let those negative and unhelpful thoughts go.  I focused on my breath and on feeling better and that is exactly what happened.  I felt better!  Just like I had to make my way through all that morning traffic to get to the studio and I had to drag myself out of my cocoon of a bed to get myself out the door, I felt better after I worked my body and mind through the ‘gunk’ that was inside of me.

So what are you going to choose today?  What decision will you make, big or small, to make it an extraordinary day versus just an ordinary day?

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Random Question: Do you wake up with an alarm clock?  Or, are you one of those amazing people that can wake up with their internal alarm clock?  If you’re like me and need an actual clock, do you wake up with music or with an alarm?

Namasté,
Nicole

Because I was a child who grew up in the 80’s, I’m a fan of the music and movies from that generation. One of my favorites is and will always be, The Karate Kid.  Not only was a it a feelgood type of movie, but there were also some important lessons taught. I remember walking out of the theater feeling empowered and also enlightened.

Remember this scene?

I remember watching Mr. Miyagi’s zen-like focus as he concentrated on catching those flies with his chopsticks. Even as Daniel walked in and was pestering him about what he was doing, Mr. Miyagi kept his eyes and mind on the task at hand.  Albeit Daniel caught the fly within the first few tries while Mr. Miyagi relentlessly tried over and over, it amazed me that a person could have so much dedication and concentration to attempt to catch something as small as a fly mid-air, with something as delicate as a pair of chopsticks.  I still actually wish I had that focus.

When I’m practicing yoga, there are constantly a million distractions taking place.  Whether it be distractions in my head or distractions in the studio, they are always hard for me to ignore.  I wish I was able to simply block out the internal and external ‘noise’, but for me, it’s just never that easy.  For example, there is this lovely woman who I see in class pretty regularly.  We’ve chatted with one another on more than one occasion and are even on a first name basis.  However, when she’s practicing next to me, I can’t help but be distracted by her.  To say the least, she’s quite fidgety.  She’s constantly fixing her hair, wiping the sweat from her face, getting in and out of poses, sighing from frustration and has even tapped her fingers against the bamboo floor during savasana.  And when she’s fidgeting, the only thing that I can think about is why she’s acting this way.  I try not to watch her; I try to only focus on myself and my breathing.  However, she then starts moving around restlessly again.  My thoughts then come racing back as to why she can’t just stop moving, why she just doesn’t seem to understand that what she’s doing isn’t helping her practice and how if she just relaxed, things would fall into place.  I kept analyzing her in my head and wondering why she was so unfocused.  But as I’m asking myself all these questions about this woman, my practice begins changing and all of the sudden, I’m the one fidgeting.  I’m now doing the exact same thing that this woman is doing.  The only difference is her anxiousness is manifesting itself on a physical level versus mine is happening mentally.  Either way, we both weren’t focusing on the one thing we needed – our breath.

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Why was I so consumed by these thoughts? Why was I so concerned about what this woman was doing? Why did I care that she had all this nervous energy?  How was this something that I needed to be worried about?  Sometimes I think we take on the stress of others when we don’t necessarily have to.  We force ourselves to be weighed down by thinking about what others are doing in their lives versus concentrating on what is going on in our own.  My teacher told us in class one day that we need to stop carrying around other people’s baggage.  Our own baggage is heavy enough; we don’t need the burden of someone else’s.  These words of wisdom rang so true for me.  I have the tendency to worry about other people and to be consumed by what is occurring in their lives to the point where it starts affecting my own.  It’s not healthy and it’s definitely not necessary.  If we can only use the energy we burn on others and the insignificant distractions that happen in our lives and turn that energy onto ourselves and the things that mean the most to us, I think we would be much happier and not feel as ‘heavy’.

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During today’s practice, I remembered what my teacher had told us in class that day and tried not to listen to my distractions.  Obviously, the distractions were there and I was aware of them.  But this time, I made a choice.  Did I want to let my thoughts get the best of me or did I want to have the best practice that I could have?  Did I want to carry around all this unnecessary weight or did I want to be set free? As soon as I made the choice to focus on me and to put emphasis on what was going on in my practice, the distractions seemed to stop.  All of the sudden the noise had been silenced and there was no more fidgeting.  By letting go of my own baggage, I had the capacity to go deeper in my mind and thus, I had the ability to shut off the clatter.  It wasn’t a difficult thing to do, I just had to try and allow myself to do it.  And it’s probably much easier than using chopsticks to catch flies.

What’s your biggest pet peeve?  How do you deal with distractions, mental or physical?

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Namasté,
Nicole

Aside from the common questions and comments like, “why do you practice yoga so much?“, “you must be like a pretzel by now with all the yoga you do,” “can you put your leg behind your head?” and “I can’t practice yoga because I’m not flexible“, people are generally pretty intrigued whenever I talk about my heaven on Earth.  They are generally quite curious as to what it is about yoga that draws me in.  They want to understand my passion; they want to see why I am so in love with my practice.

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It’s difficult for me to put into words the way I feel when I am on my mat.  It’s not that I don’t have the words in my vocabulary to describe my feelings, it’s that there just isn’t one way I feel when I’m practicing.  Sometimes I will walk into the bamboo floored studio and onto my mat and feel like I’m going to have the most amazing practice and after about five minutes into class, I feel less than stellar.  And sometimes, I will walk into class with only having four hours of sleep and a growling stomach and I will think class will definitely be a challenge and I end up having a strong and invigorating practice.  There isn’t a recipe or formula (at least not one that I am aware of) that makes for having the ‘ideal’ class or practice.  Every time one steps onto the mat, it’s a completely separate event from the previous practices.  And while I’ve been practicing for over eight years, I never find a yoga class to be ‘easy’.  But then again, if it was easy, I might not find the journey so worthwhile.

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Because the type of yoga I practice is heated (the average temperature of the the studio is 95 degrees), I tend to sweat - a lot.  And while sweating helps to detoxify the body, allows for deeper stretching and increases the heart rate for a better cardiovascular workout, it can also make you feel uncomfortable.  But just how uncomfortable you’ll be or what degree of discomfort occurs will vary from one person to the next.  For me, it’s never the same and I’m never 100% comfortable.  Whether it be the sweat that is dripping from every orifice from my body or the fact that I can no longer hold a pose because the muscles in my thighs are burning, my practice is never a cakewalk.  Even if I do come to class almost every day, it never gets any easier.  But, I don’t believe that we, as humans, can truly find ourselves until we are pushed to our edge.  For that reason, I revel in my discomfort.

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In life when we get too comfortable or things get too easy, we have a tendency to not want to challenge ourselves.  But then again, when in life do things get too easy?  When do we find ourselves being too comfortable?  And because life isn’t predictable, we just never know what is coming our way – good or bad.  Thus, when we do find ourselves in a situation where things may not be as comfortable as we would like and we are experiencing discomfort, we need to find a way to work through what is going on in our lives and find peace within the chaos.

Many people who practice at the studio to which I belong complain about the heat.  They feel that the extreme heat takes away from their practice and makes them lose focus.  At first, I agreed and felt that when it is too hot or when we become so drenched with our own perspiration, that it does become harder to concentrate.  However, I have noticed that when I am in class and I am tired, overheated, maybe even a little nauseous and I feel as if I can’t push myself anymore, that is when I learn the most about myself and when I find my inner strength.  It is at that moment, when I feel so completely outside of my comfort zone, that I have that split second to decide how I want to proceed.  Do I want to surrender? Do I want to panic? Or do I take a deep breath and figure out how I can achieve peacefulness amidst all the disorder? No matter which answer I choose, I know I am choosing based on what my body feels, and not on an involuntary reaction.  And if the heat is too overwhelming or I am just too exhausted, I know I can take child’s pose and give myself the time I need to refocus.  Regardless, I make my decision according to how I feel and what I feel is right for me.

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It is my yoga practice that helps to teach me that life is not always going to be seamless and without conflict.  I have learned that even though I practice close to every day, the poses are not going to all of the sudden be easy for me.  I may be able to transition into them with less difficulty than when I first started my practice, but it certainly will not be without effort.  As in life, if you are constantly being placed in a predicament that makes you feel awkward, you are not going to suddenly like that situation just because it happens on a frequent basis.  Instead, you learn how to deal with your surroundings and the feelings and emotions that come along with that situation.  You learn to find pleasure within the displeasure and how you can grow from your current state in order to proceed with your next stage in life.  And while for some that might not be their idea of fun or something they want to experience every day, but for me, I find it quite comforting – almost as comforting as putting my leg behind my head.

Do you feel as if you can learn something about yourself when you’re put in a difficult situation? What have you learned about yourself (or about life) through exercise?

Namasté,
Nicole