
I started at Dragonfly after attending another yoga studio, and feeling that I didn’t belong. At the beginning of my journey, I wore the clothes I mowed the lawn in, sometimes complete with lawn clippings hanging off me like a Christmas ornament. I was treated like the kid who didn’t wear fluro in the 80’s! This attire apparently was not “yogi ok”. Even with the cold stares that would send a penguin running for relief, I was unwilling to buy any more specialty clothing, for an activity I might give up in a few months. It looked like yoga would be a fleeting activity, like any plan to reduce the steady drip of caffeine that I pump into my body. Then I went to Dragonfly. Dragonfly was not only ok with my attire, but I was also happy to see all body shapes, and abilities welcomed with a warm hello.
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