The Origin
- E. Ruby
- Aug 2, 2018
- 3 min read
From a very young age, I've wanted to write about myself and my life. I truly believed that by doing so, I could help others by inspiring them to push ahead. To be strong and face whatever was thrown at them, with a smile. To persevere! Over and over again, I tried journaling and writing my thoughts down, but the words just didn't come out the way that I wanted them to. Sadly, I became discouraged and abandoned the idea that I could do this. I allowed myself to get sucked in to the rat race that is known as life and in may ways, just kinda lost myself.
My introduction to yoga took place in 1995, when I was just 15. I had signed up for a course at a local college to see what it was all about. It definitely wasn't a popular thing during that time and none of my friends would even dare sign up for something like that. I was constantly looking at trying new things in my life, which included Tai Chi (with people 50+ years older than me), Spanish language classes, pottery, cooking, painting, etc. I have always been a very creative person and grew up in a family full of artistic geniuses. My dream as a young girl, was to become an Architect and design beautiful homes for a living. I dabbled in architectural design after graduating from college as an Architectural Technologist, but after a number of years, I realized that I wasn't exactly what I had dreamed it would be. It was actually quite boring. It didn't flame my fire in any way, shape or form.
Yoga for me, was different. I really fell in love with it from the first day that I set foot in a yoga class. I went as often as I could for a while, but until I had a vehicle and my licence.....it wasn't easy for me to get back and forth to class. Life, school, friends and family took over and yoga just kinda faded into the background. It wasn't until I graduated College, got a full-time job and a gym membership, that I stepped foot into a yoga studio again. At the time, there was only one Yoga Teacher and very limited classes being offered. I will never forget the Instructor. She was vibrant, beautiful and really knew her stuff. She was so graceful as she flowed through sun salutations and offered hands-on assists at the end of every class (something that I vowed to offer to my students when I began teaching). Humans loved to be touched. They crave it! That little bit of shoulder softening and neck alignment, after an hour long practice seems subtle yet is so effective.
It was at this time, that the light that had dimmed over the years, began to radiate again. I went to class off and on as my responsibilities grew and the free time that I once had, dwindled. I gave birth to a Daughter in 2011, became a single Mom in 2012 and started a full-time job with a small municipality at the beginning of 2013. I also lived in a City far away from any family, so I relied a lot on my Daughter's grandparents for help. They are truly wonderful people, who treat me like I am the Daughter they never had. I wouldn't be where I am today without their help. I have a lot to be grateful for and many blessings in my life. I have also had to rely a lot on myself, become my own best friend and really trust myself. Like REALLY trust myself. My intuition became my 'higher power'. It has worked thus far....
xo

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