The first yoga class I attended after moving to Burbank, CA was at Yoga Blend on MagnoliaBlvd. It was recommended to me by my daughter-in-law,  as well as a fellow yoga teacher, and a new friend who was my neighbor at the time.

I had been doing my own practice but there is nothing that compares to taking a class and experiencing the energy of a like-minded group. I did not know a single person in that room but we all came seeking the gifts of hatha yoga. We all came equipped with a mat, a body and mind, and a breath.

I came away feeling like my body was my own instead of some tight, stiff vehicle that had carried me around but didn't feel like me. I could feel where the muscles stretched or worked. There was a sweet tenderness that let me know my practice released pent-up toxins, tightness and emotions. Once home, a cup of soothing mint tea steeped on the kitchen counter for me to sip after blogging. I ended that day with a quiet evening, preparing...