Damselfly holding Peacock pose in Chapel's Cove, NL

One of the items on my 2013 "things I get to do this year list" is adopt a yoga routine. I have been wanting to try it for quite some time, citing a relentless onslaught of schedule management, supply procurement, people development, and financial administration. Plus I had a full-time job on top of all that! 

Some of the reasons people seek out yoga are muscle toning, meditation, flexibility, rehabilitation, concentration skills, and stress reduction. The latter two formed the basis of my goals, but I am discovering that the benefits of a yoga practise are all wonderfully intertwined. I am enjoying a little of each, save rehabilitation, with increased flexibility being the most noticeable improvement. And the most enjoyable part of the sessions.

Another unexpected benefit I've realised since attending weekly yoga classes is how much my body was already capable of. Sadly, one of the reasons I didn't take it up years ago when I felt the inclination was I was daunted by the poses and held fear that my body wouldn't be able to handle them. That was then! Now I have been rewarded with the discovery that I can bend, reach, and hold a lot more effectively than I thought. Instead of feeling frustrated by my body's limitations and wishing it were designed differently, I learned to appreciate it for what it is today and for how much it is capable of doing.

After just one lesson, I was intimately familiar with those terms that yoga aficionados seem to toss around so nonchalantly. Warrior II (I feel triumphant), Tree pose (I feel unsteady but determined to master this), and Downward Dog (a term I've always heard spoken adversely but I don't mind it).

Of course, the best one is Savasana. After the exertion of holding challenging poses and pushing the body to stretch in ways it's never stretched before, the immediate reward is to zone out and completely relax. Just like showers feel the most cleansing after a sweaty, intense workout and spring is more appreciated after a frigid, unrelenting winter, relaxation is more captivating after focused concentration. It's interesting that two ways to invoke such relaxation are imagining the body becoming immovably heavy, and imagining the body as light as air. I like the air reference because I visualise I am flying, or even lighter, blowing away like snow crystals. Sometimes I am melting, limb by limb. Or a feather being carried on the wind. Long grass waving in the breeze. I wonder what comparisons other people formulate in their minds during this all-encompassing meditative state! Maybe it is possible to think nothing at all, although I am thus far unable to pull that one off.

Afterwards, my pliable, weightless body carries me out of the gym with organised thoughts and a tranquil mood. I am walking tall and breathing deeply, my thoughts void of any judgement or uncertainty or agitation. Pure elation. Adopt yoga routine: check!