MWF Seeks Yoga Blog
Why am I starting a yoga blog? Why should others read it?
My favorite part of YTT was writing my homework answers each week. I would spend hours thinking and reflecting on what I wanted to say, and then I would spend several more hours actually writing my answers. About halfway into the training, my mentors suggested that I should start a yoga blog, but I felt like I didn’t really have anything new to add to what’s already been written about yoga.
As a middle-class, cisgender white woman, I'm also mindful of my place in the yoga conversation. I wasn’t sure where my voice could really add value and I was worried that I might distract or detract from other’s.
My mentors reminded me that while yoga's messages are ancient, each person brings their own unique voice to sharing them. This blog is an opportunity for me to explore and express my voice in the yoga community. My intention isn’t to take the spotlight away from the important BIPOC voices in yoga. I don't want to be a loud gong drowning out other instruments, but rather a subtle chime adding its gentle ring to the diverse orchestra.
This blog is my personal pilgrimage, a journey of the heart and mind. It's my quiet rebellion against the relentless current of capitalism that tries to sweep every hobby into the rapids of profit. For now, it's not about building a brand or climbing a career ladder – it's about planting seeds of thought and watching them grow, curious to see what blossoms might emerge.
Why should others read my blog? Honestly, they should only read it if they find it helpful, enjoyable, or entertaining. I appreciate the support and connection with readers, but I'm writing this primarily for myself. If my words resonate with others, that's wonderful. But if reading feels like a chore, I encourage potential readers to spend their time elsewhere.
This blog is my way of lighting a small candle in the vast darkness, even if its glow only reaches the length of my arm. And you know what? That's perfectly okay. In a world that often demands grandeur and spectacle, there's beauty in small, quiet acts of creativity and reflection.
