If you visit the link above to Golden Bridge, you will see that the place means Business. That's right. With a capital B. In fact, the place is so hardcore, that when I visited there a few weeks ago to look for a class calendar, the main room was filled with apparent Swamis. I was the only one with shoes. Everyone else was dressed all in white cotton. And there were, like, 50 of them walking around, sitting on the floor, sipping tea, and laughing. At that point, I had the suspicion that yoga isn't really for dabblers like myself. Not real yoga, anyhow. It took a little nerve to go back there last night in my flip flops and Kenneth Cole workout suit. Yeah.
After trying to follow a maze of classrooms, my friend and I finally found our way to the tiny studio where the beginner's Kundalini class was being offered. All the good spots were taken, so she and I ended up in the front, face-to-face with the very energetic, flexible, and vibey instructor - who I thought was awesome. She could touch her toes! She could run in place for 5 minutes! She could hold her arms in a V shape above her head for something like 2 years! What was this!! Insanity.
I've determined that Kundalini yoga is a very strange beast. The physical part was deceptively simple. The breathing part was deceptively simple. The mantra/meditation part was deceptively simple. And when we were done, I really thought I might have to sleep on the street, because remaining upright and driving home didn't seem like an option. Then I proceeded to have one of the best nights of sleep that I've had in a long time. Full of dreams, yet still very peaceful.
All I'm saying is, get used to yoga blog entries, people. I'm going back to Golden Bridge. Yoga is the new piano.
That sounds amazing. I looked at their website and that sort of yoga sounds magical. Wish I had the guts to try something like that. I'd love to hear more!
Posted by: AmyL | on March 27, 2008 10:20 AM