I’ve made it a point not to do ‘reviews’ of classes, workshops, teachers, etc. simply because I think yoga is intensely personal AND that I don’t want to offend anyone–teacher, student, or otherwise. In the case of Wanderlust, however, I’m going to do a little review. Because I loved every minute. Intensely.
Wanderlust was surrounded with a lot of questions. People were confused about when to show up, how many classes there would be, why studios were the only partners, why is was free, etc. We were all wondering what exactly would go on, who would show up, what the master class would be like and what sort of brutal weather we might endure.
Basically, we were confused.
But upon showing up to the field at the Promenade, it all made sense. It was just a community gathering of yogis. Teachers, studio owners and students all gathered in one spot to chat, see old friends, make new friends, and spread the yogi love. I was very surprised by the fact that while we were sectioned off into “studio” areas, that the field was just a buzzing, humming, fully alive group of people chatting all over the place!
And, after an hour of love, we found our studio families and gathered for a unity practice, in what could have been the first experience of it’s kind in our city.
There have been more than a couple efforts to get this to happen before, but this was one of the most complete.
Graham and Ursula from Peachtree Yoga Center shared a mindful, heart-opening class fit for any level, from those ready to throw handstands into their vinyasas, all the way to those who took child’s pose at the same time.
In a final demonstration of love and solidarity, everyone in the class faced inwards towards each other for a heartfelt ‘Namaste.’
