Yoga is trendy. It is especially trendy in the US where it has been made into a form of mainstream mass-marketed lifestyle exercise that costs just as much, if not more so, than a traditional gym membership. The studios sell yoga clothes made from organic cotton for obscene prices and people feed into it because they want to feel part of something, kind of like how Kabbalah became the it thing 5 minutes with its celebrity followers.
But yoga is empowering and, if done right, can be a cheap form of therapy. For me, my first yoga class was an attempt to find a solution for a persistent problem. With a mind like mine that never stops racing and processing, yoga forces me to establish self discipline, to just focus on the positions and my breathing rather than on the fact that I’m dying to see my family, I want success, happiness, a bright future, to eat mass quantities of key lime pie without gaining weight, to look different, for les français to get a little less irritating….. the list goes on.
I wanted to get “into” yoga in Paris but the studios are quite expensive. I was looking for a place…
