Born to alcoholic, disinterested parents, Lockey and her sister share a room in a cockroach-infested apartment, learn to grocery shop on their own, and lose sleep on school nights caring for their mother who comes home blacked out drunk, hurling insults and fists their way.
She is a self-admitted “asshole” when she starts the practice, interested only in post-mastectomy shoulder mobility, but she later finds that “healing my trauma was an unexpected and life-transforming benefit of yoga.
But Lockey reflects that the yoga mat is a place to practice coping tactics: “We learn this skill on our mat, in a safe environment, so that when life goes sideways, we have the tools to bring ourselves back to the present moment.
We learn this skill on our mat, in a safe environment, so that when life goes sideways, we have the tools to bring ourselves back to the present moment.