Because yoga is the one constant that keeps me in balance, I decidely could not leave for Germany without my yoga mat. Despite the airline's luggage size and weight limits, I made my mat a priority; so, I left out some bulky sweaters and crammed that thing into my suitcase.
Moving here, I wasn't too hopeful that I'd find a great yoga studio. I planned on practicing a bit on my own and suffering through what I imaged to be harsh German-style yoga classes.
Then, about two months ago as I was aimlessly roaming through Munich on my way to meet Steve for lunch, I happened upon a Jivamukti yoga studio. I was in shock and very excited! (Jivamukti was the type of yoga I used to practice with Allison at CYCO.) Of all places, I did NOT expect Germany to have many yoga studios or any Jivamukti instructors or classes for that matter. After doing some research about the studio, I came to learn that there are actually three Jivamukti specific studios in the Munich area.
However, at the time I was too intimidated to go to a class. (All of the classes are in German.) But finally, about two months ago (after a 3-4 month yoga class sabbatical), I finally took a chance and went to a class at the studio closest to our apartment. And...
It was fantastic!!
I only understood about half of the instructions, mainly "einatmen, ausatmen," but the class was easy to follow. It was very similar to our class in North Carolina.
Lying in shavasana, I wanted to laugh and cry. I was so happy to have such a familiarity in such a far away place, but it also made me miss my Carrboro niche. However, I had always heard and it was nice to confirm that yoga really is a universal language...even in Germany.
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