Learning to Bend Not Break: Yoga and Recovery

Learning to Bend Not Break: Yoga and Recovery

Learning to Bend Not Break: Yoga and Recovery


    I started my yoga journey haltingly, at a few years sober. I liked it but found it hard to practice consistently. Eventually, a day came when I had been changed enough by the 12 steps that I was able to access some discipline and begin a consistent practice. I started to show up to classes at the same studio, several times a week. I found that the teachings of yoga dovetailed beautifully with what I was learning in recovery. I was surprised to learn it was what I had been missing. Many people contend that recovery is mind, body, and spirit and that if we neglect any one of these components, the whole self suffers. Taking care of my body had been missing, in a way. I had stopped actively poisoning it and had sort of started to eat better (sometimes), but I didn’t feel fit, strong or comfortable in my body. I didn’t feel at home.

    When I started to practice yoga with regularity, one of the first gifts I noticed was that it gave me a framework for discomfort. My teachers assumed some poses would be uncomfortable, and instead of giving me permission to wiggle out of it, I was asked to stay and breathe. This concept changed my life on and off the yoga mat. Out in the world, I was accustomed to simply wiggling out of anything that felt too difficult or uncomfortable. I seldom sat it out, saw things through. And I suffered for it in my sobriety. I felt disappointed and shameful about the unfinished projects, forgotten goals, and relationships that didn’t mature because I didn’t know how to stay when I felt discomfort. I have talked to multitudes of recovering people who have had similar experiences.

the gifts of yoga

    I also was astounded by how my body began to feel different as I tried out new ways of moving. Yoga develops strength and flexibility, and my body wasn’t used to moving in unexpected ways. I would leave the class feeling energized, strong, flexible and confident. I literally expanded my comfort zone one movement at a time.

Practicing Unity

    Yoga also asked me to become one among many, and simply be a student. I was on a mat with a bunch of other people on mats, and we were all just following directions. There was no special distinctions and no head of the class. Just a bunch of people breathing, sweating and moving together and somehow leaving feeling more connected and better for it. We weren’t talking, but we were part of something bigger—a bunch of bodies moving, mostly in sync, for around an hour is a powerful statement of unity.

spiritual community

    This feeling of togetherness extended into the lobby of the studio, and out into the street. These people became a new community for me—the first I had outside of a 12-step program after getting sober. We had a shared activity that didn’t involve drinking or drugs and I was suddenly part of a new world with deep roots and traditions that spanned continents. In the Big Book of Alcoholics Anonymous, it says “Look to see where religious people are right, make use of what they have to offer.” As I became open to the spiritual philosophies of yoga, I found that the poses and breathing took on a deeper significance too. It became a moving meditation practice, on a prayer mat.

sense of connectedness

    I deepened my connection with my higher power by showing up there, day after day. Yoga taught me to focus in a way I had never been able to access before. As a young kid diagnosed with ADD, I truly thought I was someone who couldn’t focus. It was untrue. In fact, the balancing postures required laser-beam concentration and I found that in time I could bring my whole self and a deep, reverent attention to the movements. It was life-changing. My practice of step 11 was transformed, when I sat down to meditate after yoga class, I was calm, centered and present in a way that I had only read about. I often leave the practice feeling the same way I do when I leave a 12-step meeting: energized, alive and just a bit more free than when I arrived.  There are a million roads to God and towards the vital connection with a higher power that we so desperately need to be free from our compulsions. Yoga is but one—the only way to find what works best for you is to try some stuff out.



Namaste and Good Luck!

About The Author

Christina Rock

Christina Rock is a Seattle-based writer and photographer with a deep affection for late sixties music, strong coffee, and days that go better than planned.

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