Today’s prompt is: Strange encounter – share a story about a stranger this year. Was it something you overheard? Someone you accidentally met & bonded with? A funny...or strange!...coincidence?
Someone I accidentally met and bonded with? Well, it wasn’t really an accident, and it’s many people that I see often, but I haven’t actually met any of them so we’re technically still strangers. Yet I still feel that I’ve connected and bonded with them.
Before I get any further, you should know that I am a major introvert. I don’t like people. Okay, just kidding, but I don’t particularly enjoy interacting with people I don’t know, and interacting with people I hardly know is tolerable but also not my idea of fun. You get the idea.
I have done yoga on and off for several years now, but it wasn’t until the past several months that I started going to classes regularly and would consider myself somewhat of a yogi. And let me tell you, going to class makes such a difference. The experience is so much richer than practicing at home alone, and it’s all thanks to the people.
When you attend the same yoga studio every week, you start to see a lot of the same people. Every class has its regulars.
This has been going on for months. Any normal person might have introduced themselves by now, made some acquaintances, maybe even made some new friends. Let’s not forget my introversion, though—I still haven’t met or really talked to anyone, and I think I prefer it that way.
I can go to class and be alone, focus internally. But I’m not alone alone. I’m with a bunch of strangers, often in close quarters. Everyone is there for their own reason—some may be in the midst of their own personal journey, some may be working to improve themselves in some way or another, some may just want to be in a heated room away from the cold.
Whatever the reasons, we’re all practicing together, flowing through the same poses, and working towards our own personal goals. There’s something powerful about that. Just the mere fact that these people are present in the room makes the experience so much more meaningful. We can bond without ever speaking. We can support and inspire each other. They’ve had that effect on me, at least, and I like to think that my presence has the same effect on them.
So, I’d like to say thank you strangers. Here’s to another several months (and hopefully many more) of bonding and supporting each other.