What It Means to be a Recovering Yogi
Written by Joslyn Hamilton.
I used to be a skinny, flexible, popular yoga teacher. I was in a photo spread in Yoga Journal. I launched a successful Power Yoga program at a busy studio in the Bay Area. I worked for a superstar yoga teacher and traveled the western hemisphere helping spread the gospel of yoga to the masses. I was a yoga missionary. It was my heyday as a yogi... or so I thought.
I was obsessed with getting 'better' at yoga. I spent most of my practice time in classes obsessing over how many more times I would be able to come to yoga that week, or calculating how long it might take me to touch my head to my toes in paschimottonasana. I kept track of how often I practiced by marking it on a calendar on my wall, where I would often gloat in the knowledge that I was being good and perfect.
When I was a teacher I used to love to bitch to my other yoga teacher friends about that one student who never listened. We'd say,
I've told him a million times to bring his feet together. It's like his legs aren't connected to his brain! And then inevitably, one of us would say,
You know, you can say something a million times, but until the student is ready to hear it... And then we'd all nod our heads sagely.
I was in my early thirties, and I thought I knew everything about yoga.
Over the years I came to realize that true yoga is not about how awesome you are at asana. It's not about how many days in a row you've gone to a yoga class. (40 Days to Personal Revolution, anyone?) It's not about your mastery of the Master Cleanse or your gold medal in the yoga Olympics, and it's sure as hell not about being perfect at-or even 'good at'- anything.
If those things are your bag, good for you. But thank Krishna that's not my Type-A yoga anymore.
I met a wise vinyasa teacher once who, when pressed, claimed to practice yoga 'every single day'... but not always asana. In his mind, going for a sweet surf session was just as much 'yoga' as hittin' a few down dogs. And to his credit, I'm sure he was just as present and zen and at one with the universe while on his surfboard as when on his mat... if not more so.
I am now a Recovering Yogi.
What does this mean exactly? Well, the most important thing it does NOT mean: it does not mean that I do not do yoga.
I do yoga.
So do my co-founders, Vanessa Fiola and Leslie Munday. In fact, one of our project ground rules is that we commit to a personal practice of at least one class a week (ambitious, I know) and two retreats or workshops a year. I got my workshops out of the way early on. I'm actually at my third one, right now, writing this. Because the truth is, I love yoga.
Being a recovering yogi is not about being anti-yoga. Here's what it is:
- A refuge for the spiritually disenfranchised
- A humor web site devoted to bursting the bubble of pretentious, over-serious, judgmental Western interpretations of yoga and new age culture
- A tongue-in-cheek reference to the addictive, culty aspects of the yoga world
- A place for yogis and ex-yogis with senses of humor to tell stories
- A forum for creativity and self-expression
- A dialog
Ironically, creating Recovering Yogi has brought me closer to yoga than I was before. It has helped me to strip away the vapid lingo, the judgmental and competitive asana 'tude, the Type A mentality of overachieving in ways asana, dharma, and karma. It's helped me come to peace with my limitations and stop trying to be always better, stronger, nicer, purer, gooder. It's been humbling and empowering all at the same time.
- Read more of Joslyn Hamilton.
- Yoga, its History & True Philosophy
- Yoga for Men: The Times are Changing
- Practical Benefits of Yoga off the Mat
- A yogic Transformation of a Cynic
- Yoga and the Steps to Freedom
- Personal Abyss Through Yoga
- Summer Yin Yoga Practice
- The Many Faces of Yoga
- Beginner's Mind Yoga
- 101 Spiritual Quotes
- 101 Yoga Quotes
- Kundalini Yoga