I am very grateful for Yoga lately. I did lose a few pounds when I started doing Yoga regularly. And I have found that I have better posture since making it a habit. But, what I love about Yoga is how it can be a spiritual experience, a way to involve my body in prayer and in fellowship. There are some truly lovely women in the class I go to at church twice a week. I am blessed to get to know them.
I always hated exercise classes, because I would end up feeling behind or out of step. It was more work than fun. Yoga is very much a set-your-own-pace workout. No one has ever looked at me funny if I cannot hold a pose very long or am too tired and return to child's pose. I can close my eyes at the start of class and focus on some words of a prayer or an image of God. By the end of class, by Savasana, I am relaxed. So relaxed that, sometimes, I feel tears pushing at my eyes as we lie there in silence. All of the muscles I normally keep tense, keep steady holding myself together, are loose and released. It's like letting go and crying when you just can't take it anymore.