My very first Bikram Yoga class took place in Salt Lake City in July of 2001. I was there taking a weeklong course (if you must know: it was in Advanced Hypnosis, from the Anchor Institute).
Over 20 of us had flown in from all over the world for this course. During the day, we went through intensive training, and by the time evening came, we were looking to do something very different with our time at night. The teacher’s assistant, Ruby, asked whether anyone would like to join her that evening and go to a Bikram Yoga class. Ruby was suggesting we practice yoga in a room heated up to 105 degrees Fahrenheit.
I spent the past ten years falling in and out of love with yoga. Then, about three years ago, my life as I knew it began to crumble and the only thing I could think to do was get to a yoga class. So, I went… and haven’t stopped since.
When I began to really dedicate time to my yoga practice it changed my world completely. If I missed a class I not only felt it in my body, but also in my mind. Yoga became one of the best tools in my survival kit, but it wasn’t just the physical practice. My studio, teachers and fellow students all added to the experience. Each bringing a unique energy that helped me to become stronger and more balanced in every facet of my life.