tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625011877580872795.post5010817526957941791..comments2023-08-21T09:31:06.763+01:00Comments on Suburban Yogini: early memories (an extract)Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14723667016158831955noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625011877580872795.post-36319498484275947062010-02-20T18:13:05.543+00:002010-02-20T18:13:05.543+00:00SO COOL that your dad is a yoga teacher. I mean, s...SO COOL that your dad is a yoga teacher. I mean, seriously!<br /><br />Oh Rachel, I should have read this post before commenting on YogaDiva's post... lol. You're right of course... I guess we all have our insecurities.<br /><br />My mom said she used to do yoga when she was younger, but they're both non-yogis. they think my yoga practice is cute though (in that supportive, 'I don't really understand my daughter, but love her for it' way. :) ).<br /><br />my first yoga class- in my apartment in Montreal, on a blanket, in my jammies, trying desperately to follow Seane Corn... lol. :)Eco Yoginihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10693080137196812405noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625011877580872795.post-84946560036826435722010-02-20T15:43:43.037+00:002010-02-20T15:43:43.037+00:00You write so beautifully and fluid. I can just se...You write so beautifully and fluid. I can just see what you are saying! Enjoyed your post. <br /><br />“Happy SITS Saturday Sharefest”<br /><br />http://www.awomanamanandaminivan.blogspot.comMs. Messhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18255026650544617957noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625011877580872795.post-88035656089322208672010-02-20T08:28:19.955+00:002010-02-20T08:28:19.955+00:00I didn't come to yoga until I was pregnant wit...I didn't come to yoga until I was pregnant with my second child. I don't remember now why I considered yoga an essential part of my preparation, but I remember that first conversation with the teacher that would come to mean so much to me.<br /><br />I did that for a few months, then stopped after the birth. I came back five years ago in April and have been practicing steadily ever since. It's hard to believe it's been that long- I feel that I have so much more to do and learn and be!<br /><br />I love your memories, and especially the photo of you and your dad! I hope my own daughters will have a path like yours, with yoga always a part of their lives.Mariehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16085632875123586185noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625011877580872795.post-34301010530040218182010-02-19T19:05:58.330+00:002010-02-19T19:05:58.330+00:00Thanks for these wonderful memories - I love readi...Thanks for these wonderful memories - I love reading about other people's journey to and along the path of yoga. <br />My first memory of yoga was a book that my dad had called 'Yoga over 40'!! I used to browse through it and look at the pictures with interest - but 40 seemed to very far away.... (I was probably around 8).<br />My first yoga class was when I was at university. I enjoyed the movements but the people and instructors were all a bit too alternative for me. And I was more of a gym/aerobics/running/cycling/karate/mountaineering sort of person (I assumed yoga fell into the physical exercise category of my life). I attended a few more yoga classes when I started work in my early 20's and a friend took me to some classes which I enjoyed but still wasn't 'ready' to embrace the practice.<br />I was finally ready when I was about 31. I think thanks to an Iyengar teacher who was recommended to me in Cape Town, I learnt that yoga is so much more than a set of movements, physical poses. During my first class with him I felt a shift, an opening, a healing, an awakening - subtle but significant. And I haven't looked back. And I certainly cannot imagine a time in my life when yoga will not be a part of it. I often wish I had been ready for yoga, and had allowed it into my life so many years earlier. But I know that we receive what we need when we are ready for it.<br /><br />Thank you for sharing your yoga memories.. I look forward to hearing more :-)<br />xkiwibokhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14757028708416311104noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625011877580872795.post-20200555342726439962010-02-19T18:29:04.910+00:002010-02-19T18:29:04.910+00:00I love the pictures! I imagine that it was great ...I love the pictures! I imagine that it was great growing up with yoga and I plan to raise my kids that way. My very first yoga experience was when I was in college and I felt weird doing it!babshttp://babsbabble.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625011877580872795.post-29676519491739912432010-02-19T18:05:36.001+00:002010-02-19T18:05:36.001+00:00Oh, I love reading about people's histories. A...Oh, I love reading about people's histories. And I'm almost jealous of your family connection to yoga!<br /><br />My dad started doing yoga for stress relief when I was a little girl, but I never thought much of it, and he quit after a while. <br /><br />When I was 26, or so, I started working at a school where many of the teachers did yoga. I had dabbled with yoga DVDs for a while, but for some reason, being around all that yogic energy made me want to try more.<br /><br />I started doing sun salutations for 10 minutes every day, and found that they kept me going when things were difficult. I loved it. <br /><br />Since then, I have become more and more devoted to the practice. I'm hoping to get out to more classes this year.<br /><br />Thanks for sharing!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625011877580872795.post-73377899957352568782010-02-19T13:18:55.760+00:002010-02-19T13:18:55.760+00:00What a beautiful and truthful post. This part real...What a beautiful and truthful post. This part really spoke to me:<br /><br />I realised that most aspiring yogis and yoginis are just ordinary folk like me with bad back, dodgy hips and podgy tummies, with ordinary jobs that one some days they can't stand, and ordinary families who, on some days, can’t stand them.<br /><br />Sometimes I do feel like less of a yogini because of my own podgy tummy and love handles. Thanks for reminding me that I'm fine just the way I am : )Jamiehttp://jamieonthemat.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625011877580872795.post-30295191067787706602010-02-19T13:03:12.640+00:002010-02-19T13:03:12.640+00:00A wonderful post! You've got a way with words...A wonderful post! You've got a way with words, such honest turns of phrases. <br /><br />If this is an extract from you novel, all I can say is I can't to buy the book! <br /><br />Keep that pen to paper! xxfrognoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625011877580872795.post-17493976834006735422010-02-19T12:14:53.744+00:002010-02-19T12:14:53.744+00:00That is a really lovely post and I've really e...That is a really lovely post and I've really enjoyed seeing the photographs and hearing your memories. And yes, Yoga is for everyone :o)<br /><br />PS That first photo is very well framed for a 4 year old! Some of mine (at 8 or 9) are all over the place...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com