Acknowledgements
In 2007, when I was killing myself with bulimia, my best friend, Sarah, told me I was the food equivalent of a junkie.
“You’re an addict,” she said. “You need help.”
Shortly thereafter, my boyfriend, Roger, took me with him to an AA meeting because even though I’m not now, nor have I ever been, an alcoholic, he knew I needed a spiritual solution to stop my cycle of self-destruction. I’ve long since ceased attending AA meetings, but I am in recovery today.
As I progressed from pain to purpose, I discovered a number of spiritual and self-help practices, one of which was yoga. Regularly engaging in the art and discipline of yoga stilled my racing thoughts and helped heal deep emotional wounds. It has become an integral part of my life. In fact, I’m now a certified yoga te
