Yoganomics

Good day, and welcome to the beginning of the rest of our lives. I am so glad you’ve decided to end up here, and I promise that you will not regret your decision. Something I’ve grown quite accustomed to, regret. It had this hold on me and I never figured out a way to get rid of those negative feelings. Until I started meditating.

At first, it seemed as hopeless as every other medium of therapy I tried. Everything from AA, rehab, multiple therapists, to music, deep breathing and even mental coping skills like CBT and grounding techniques. NOTHING could rid me of this wrench in my neck, no matter how good things were going. It was a nightmare. And gradually the nightmare crept ever closer to reality. Meditation gave me the ability to stop these thoughts in their tracks, refocus, and THEN decide what I should be doing next.

Just like anything, it takes practice. For me, meditation was something only men with beards did, in Asia specifically. Sitting criss-cross applesauce and speaking whale.

That same sentiment smacks me in the face every single time I try and talk to somebody about this. I have learned to listen first, ask questions and then only speak from my personal experience. Please rest assured that everything I discuss is factual, it happened, and I am telling the truth. This is my story about how meditation led me to yoga, then to spirituality, all the way back to my hometown and finally right here with you.

Thank you for spending time with me. I look forward to seeing you again.