On numerous occasions I’ve heard from students that coming into a yoga studio for a class can be intimidating. Most likely you’re now saying one of two things to yourself: ‘Yeah, I feel/felt a little/very intimidated’, or ‘Erm, hell no! No intimidation here!’. I was very much in the latter category; some may remember, others can probably picture it: mid 20’s, in pretty good shape, in my funky unicorn leggings - I definitely didn’t feel intimidated by others in the room. Or so

I sit down to meditate. My eyes close, I indulge in any fidgets my body feels it needs to make, and I find stillness, spine lengthened. I am aware of my body - the contact points with the floor; where my hands meet my legs; the clothes on my skin. I begin to become so still that the boundaries of my physical body slowly fade. My awareness draws within. I start to become more aware of my breath - now my connection between internal and external. I'm breathing through the nose,