How did I get there? It was one of ‘those’ days and I saw the free class offered at the nearby community centre where I play tennis. I decided to give it a chance on a lunchtime break. I joined the small group in my work clothes (luckily I was wearing pants) and grabbed a yoga matt, herbal eye pillow and a woollen blanket from the communal closet before choosing a spot in the room to start the session.
You could hear the basketballs thump on the court outside and the tennis swings whooshing about, but you’re meant to internalise your thoughts on your breath and block out the external distractions of activity.
I did settle into the process though. I will admit the teacher’s voice started to grate on me with its over-ease and forced smoothness but I used the process to settle into that as well.
I am a yoga follower but even that I find more than a couple times a week and it is overkill for my speedy mind. Like most of us, I need to shake up my activities. I’ve never been a gym junkie as the monotony of practice was not to my liking. So lately, I’m dabbling in a mix of yoga, swimming, tennis, drumming and now meditation. This was just the first class, so I’ll let you know how I go next time around or then again, you just might find me writing a future update from a Tibetan hillside.
