I am a yogini. I try my hardest to do half an hour of yoga a day.
I am me. Sometimes, I don’t get out of bed until 11, and then play video games all day!
I am a yogini. I try to make sure my body gets all the nutrients it needs.
I am me. I sometimes order takeout pizza and chill for the evening with a glass of wine.
I am a yogini. I believe in the value of life, and that it all should be treated with respect.
I am me. I know full well that I could never become Vegan or Vegetarian, so I look for sustainable sources of meat and fish when I do purchase them.
I am a yogini. I own expensive yoga gear, funky leggings, a good sports bra and suitably ass-lifting undies.
I am me. I’m just as comfortable doing yoga in my PJs, with no make-up, even when my boyfriend is over.
I am a yogini. I do yoga in a proper studio, with a class, and I really enjoy it.
I am me. I equally enjoy doing my yoga at home in my living room, having a laugh with a friend at the same time.
I am a yogini. I can reach places of incredible peace and serenity, places that soothe my soul.
I am me. I am also still perfectly capable of blowing up over the smallest things.
I am a yogini. I aim to have my best control over my body and demonstrate grace and poise.
I am me. I have Tourettes, causing me sometimes severe facial twitches. I don’t care, and refuse to be embarrassed by it.
I am a yogini. I have met people who judge me based on my flexibility, on my size, on my diet, on my Tourettes, and on what I wear.
I am me. I don’t care what these people think, because it doesn’t matter if someone looks right, has perfect posture, is 100% vegan and has never had a lazy day in their life. There is one truth that makes a yogini a yogini. And it is this:
I am proud of who I am; all negatives, positives, and grey areas included.
I am a Yogini.
I am me.
I am happy.