Jaime Mathis and The Words

My initial foray into yoga philosophy was like speed dating the individual colors of a rainbow. Each was an entire experience by itself, but the further I traveled through the colors, the more complex the structure became. I begin to realize that I was in a matrix of meanings and vibrations that transcended the individual shade of what I thought yoga was. Of who I thought I was… or what I could become. If that all sounds a little overwhelming and slightly disorienting, congratulations—you’re completely normal. Many of us, myself included, came to yoga because it offered a new way to move the body, perhaps heal injuries, and make some pretty unique shapes in the process. But I quickly realized there was something deeper happening in my class than being able to touch my head to my knees. I was going to places inside myself, finding strength I didn’t know I had, tapping into a focus that was rarely there in everyday life. For a couple years, experiencing that stillness in cla...