Raised on Yoga

Just a decade ago yoga families were on the fringe. Today yoga is influencing family values across the country, and kids are reaping the benefits.

I remember the first time I worked up the courage to bring one of my friends, a lanky 12-year-old named Jimmy, to the ashram our family went to on Sundays. It was the early '90s, and in the suburbs of Sacramento, California, having yogi parents like mine was about as common as being raised by wolves. I was in junior high—identity fluctuating like the stock market—and I never mentioned yoga to my classmates, ever. They found out about it anyway—"India, man, that's a long drive," a friend once remarked—but I'd already taken flak for my strange name, the photos of bearded South Asian men on our walls, and the lack of Doritos in our pantry. I didn't need any extra questions like "What's that, like, yogurt thing your parents do again?" (More)

Source: Yoga Journal