This yoga journey has awoken my love for stretching and meditation. It was supposed to focus on helping me write, guiding me through depression, and taking a moment to understand myself. At the end of this journey, I have come to realize that I am but a small fish in a big pond. My mortal being has become such a reflective being. It is seeking to understand the world around me.

“I am better now,” should be what I say at the end of such an incredible journey but let’s be honest here. It was pretty hard for me: I hate the pigeon and lizard pose. There were so many moments when I thought to myself that this is the last stretch that I am doing for the rest of my life! I cried through this journey, and a few swear words may have slipped out in chair pose.

I want to appear like I have become calmer and that the world around me looks brighter and in some aspects it does, but it’s more than that. Yoga has opened my eyes to just how calm I can get and yeah I have been trying for the last few years to take on my mortal enemy and not falter. Now, I can do that with my eyes closed. My sessions ended up being about 23 minutes each, with a variety of stretching, meditation, and aerobic yoga. I sweated, I yawned, sweated, frowned at my inability to stretch and reach the twisted chair pose.

No, seriously, I have yet to hook my elbow to the inside of my knee like I am supposed to. I can’t begin to tell you the number of times I fell trying to do a pose or reach a position. These last few days have been particularly eye-opening about just how far I have come. Don’t get me wrong, there are still plenty of poses I hate, but that is due to me partially not being able to do them. As time goes on, I will be able to do more poses and maybe, fall in love with the lizard pose.

Don’t count on it though.

As always, my friends, stay healthy stay happy and keep moving forward.