“Everything can be taken from a man but one thing: the last of human freedoms – to choose one’s attitude in any given set of circumstances, to choose one’s own way.” —Viktor E. Frankl
My “yogic experience” technically began years ago, but it wasn’t until recently at Gaia Flow Yoga that I started to develop and refine my practice. It was the first time in my life that I enjoyed a form of “Physical Exercise.” No kidding. Prior to, I had spent my time living a life of sloth and leisure, with complete disinterest in sports and competition, my nose either buried in a book, skipping through Kansas pastures collecting rocks and arrowheads (“the hills are aliiiiive…”), or looking at the stars.
Most of the time my nose is still buried in a book, but Kansas is a little too far away now. And I don’t think cement should be collected. First of all, it’s probably private property. Second, it’s ugly.
But as a yoga teacher, being able to teach is a way to beam love to my immediate universe. And that will be my impression that is much more lasting in this world, more than my day job as a web-developer and content-manager-technical-writer-thing for a large “corporate machine” or other like role.
Please, join me in the Gaia Flow Yoga universe. Let’s create our own sanctuary in this city of cement and restaurants.
See you “on the mat.”