On Tuesday night, Bikram Yoga Brooklyn Heights closed their doors after fourteen years of service to the community. Although we had known for some time that this was a possibility, we were hoping for a miracle and this news felt quite sudden. We found out on Friday night. On Saturday morning, my hubs and I took our last class with our beloved teacher Vin, whom many of you have read about and even grown some affection for. I held it together and focused on the yoga for 90 minutes, all the while sure that the emotion that was filling the room was not only coming from me. As everyone laid down for the final savasana I stayed sitting up, facing Vin, who had taken his position near the door, reluctant to exit for the final time. I stayed upright so I could see him–I never wanted to forget him standing there. He started, “What to say, you all know what’s happening…what to say.” His voice cracked. I lost it. I was not the only one. Sniffles could suddenly be heard bouncing gently across the room. He continued, now actually crying himself, “It’s been an honor, and you know…I love you guys…Namaste.” The room erupted in unrestrained applause. I glanced down at my husband clapping his hands wildly above his head. Then I looked back up at Vin who wiped a tear from his eye, placed his hand on his heart, and exited the room to leave us to our meditation.
I know a lot of you read in a piece I wrote recently how much my yoga community means to me. Still, I can’t let this era end without a few more words and a proper goodbye.
I have been taking classes at the Brooklyn Heights studio for almost eight years. When I first moved to New York City I had been practicing Bikram for about a year, but was worried I would not be able to continue because I could not really afford it. I remember my sister, who originally introduced me to the yoga, told me not to lose hope–that if my desire to keep practicing was true, the universe would find a way to make it happen. Shortly after I moved in next door to her in Brooklyn, she took me to the studio on Montague Street for my first class. It was an almost too good to be true, short seven minute walk from our apartment building.
The studio was never much to look at. Someone told me that years before the space had been a dentist’s office. The layout was a bit awkward, the yoga room was narrow, and the locker rooms were tight. The studio I had left in Michigan was better outfitted, shinier. Still, I felt right at home almost immediately. I think that’s what makes this loss so emotional for me. When I moved, it took me a long time to feel like I really belonged. I’m not a person who has a lot of friends, especially not close ones. This is by choice. I like people. But I also know what I am capable of–there are only so many close relationships that I can maintain. Rather than meeting new people, making plans with them, and getting to know them, I have always preferred that the majority of my socialization occur organically at the places where I spend my time–at work, at meetings, and where I get my exercise.
The other yogis in the studio were welcoming right from the get. I felt like I fit in, and people wanted me there, and even wanted to hear a bit about my life outside of the studio. At the same time, they didn’t ask more of me than I was able to give. No doubt it was my first happy and safe place in New York City.
The owners of the studio were kind of my yogi angels. I was nervous to tell people I barely knew that I couldn’t afford to take classes, but their kindness eased my anxieties and allowed me to open up to them. They offered me a deal. If I could manage to come to one class a week for a couple of months to show my commitment to the yoga, they would allow me to be a part of their work study program. I was ecstatic. For the next three years or so, I’d wake up early on Sunday mornings and head into the studio for a few hours to mop and vacuum and clean the mirrors and wipe down mats and dust out the lockers. In return, I could take all the yoga classes I wanted. I’d never been so happy and grateful to clean a toilet in my life.
Over the years, ownership changed. I made more money and started paying for my yoga and allowed for someone else in need to take my spot. The man I was dating became my husband, and shortly after started coming to class with me. It became our Saturday morning routine–8:30 AM class with Vin. We’d grab brunch and run errands afterward. It became what we did. A part of life we depended on. It was good.
As so many of us sat together after class on Saturday, Vin remarked that of course the only thing we can really depend on in life is change. Unfortunately with rampant greed throughout the New York real estate market and corrupt bullshit laws that allow landlords to keep their properties vacant until they get their price–we are seeing more and more change in our neighborhood and throughout the city. It hurts to hear about small businesses being driven out. It’s devastating when the small businesses are an integral part of your everyday life. Our studio was part of our home, and now, it’s gone.
Staring in those mirrors for ninety minutes at a time for the past eight years, I’ve grown to love the postures, and also to love myself. Whenever people ask me if they should go to yoga they usually have one goal in mind. They say, should I go, I want to…
Improve my flexibility. Relieve some anxiety. Get stronger. Become more mindful. Compliment my running. Learn how to meditate. Heal an injury.
The list always goes on and on, and my answer is always yes. Go. For all of it.
I’m not going to go on and on about the practice and everything it has given me because I’m not losing the yoga. I’ll get on the subway and hop to another studio to take classes. I’ll adapt. That’s the thing about being human–our resiliency is real. But so is our need to grieve and for me that means admitting when I’ve lost something and recognizing what it’s meant to me.
And so, to Bikram Yoga Brooklyn Heights–thank you. Thank you for being my safe place, my home, my playground, and my classroom. Thank you for being the community I could depend on when everything was new and uncertain. Thank you for being the actual ground where I found my balance–in more ways than one.
Dentist offices may come along, or banks, or Starbucks, but whomever it is will always be sharing that space–cause a little piece of my heart will always reside at 106 Montague. x
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Change can sometimes be painful ey but its inevitable. One thing is that its people like you that spread love in the world, the way you loved your yoga shows the kind of person you really are, A loving one and i’m inspired by you. I believe this will only make you stronger going forward Cat
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I think you are right, thank you so much!
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So much I could say.
A community of any kind is so unique to find and holds a special place within anyone who becomes involved. The grief is real. But just as you say, we adapt and there is most certainly another one of them out there for you. ❤
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You are amazing.
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SO ARE YOU!!
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So sorry for that! I know how important it is to find a studio and instructor that speaks to you. Hope you find that soon!
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Thanks lady! We found a new studio–I am sure it will take a bit to feel like home, but we will get there!
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What a shame! Will your teacher find a new place to teach and be able to let you know? It’s so unsettling when this kind of thing happens. I love my yoga class, even though it’s just at a standard gym: we do feel like a little community of folks who go every week and it would be awful to lose it. I hope you find something that suits you soon.
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He actually teaches at another studio already but it is just too far away and not convenient for us to get to regularly. We already have a new studio, went on Saturday. It’s not “home” but the yoga is there, and we will get more comfortable as time goes on I think. I actually saw some familiar faces from my reg saturday class, so that was nice–everyone is moving on and adjusting :). Thanks Liz!
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Even though you have so many followers, I want to know your thoughts.
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I’m so sorry. Things will be just fine, just use a little patience.
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Thank you!
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I hate that for you. I hope you find another place that can fill the void in time.
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Thanks lady. Found a new place to practice. Went yesterday. Not sure it’s “home” , but it will do for now!!
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I’ve never had the situation where a community, group or organisation that I’m really close to has closed down. It’s sad to hear it will no longer be, but I’m glad you were all able to celebrate the good times and good things it brought to you!
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Thanks Paul!
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So poignant, Cat. I do hope the next right place for your class appears soon.
I get it about community. I love my Saturday morning yogalates class at the Y. Its the main reason I continue to maintain my membership there. So important both to have a practice that fits us and a venue/class that fits as well. And the journey continues. . . x
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It’s so funny you say that about the Y Steph. I used to belong and even though I didn’t do classes there, there was a sense of community that I really liked. Where we live now another gym is a good bit closer so I switched. I think regular gyms are a bit lacking in that community atmosphere, much more about the individual. The new gym works for me cause I love that solo focus as well but just interesting to me how I have had that great community feeling at the Y In more than one city that I have lived in!
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I’m so sorry. This made me cry and I’ve never met any of you, nor tried yoga. But it obviosuly is a huge loss for you and your community. I hope you find peace somewhere new. I’m sure you will.
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Aww Dawn, you have such a big heart, thank you! Definitely a loss but loss is not new in life so I have to remember that there’s usually something on the other side. Hanging in. Off to try a new studio now, we will see how it goes! Thank you! x
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Condolences on y’all’s loss.
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Thanks Dan!
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Wow. The only certainty in life Is change. Change of our ‘is’ sometimes too. I wish I had the means of helping you, crowdfund the studio or something. People like Vin are a gift to this universe and though they may have to traverse alternate planes it is so comforting to know you have been an element of their existence at some time and vice versa honey. What an inspirational yoga blog from my runner and my sober is good journalist. You have a natural talent for sure for writing. You brought Vin to life for me here in London. His story I can relate to of loss. I guess so many people can. But you brought it to life here. And that is a wonderful thing. I do hope you both find your new yoga homes. Nameste. Peace be with you all xxx
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You’re so sweet lady, thank you. And thanks so much for reading about Vin as well, he means so much to me. Heading off to a new studio now, we will see how it goes. Thanks again 😘.
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Awww this was so sweet and so sad. I know it won’t be the same but I hope you can find a wonderful new yogi community. Maybe one day you can start your own 🙂
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It’s so funny you say that Hanna–sometimes I think I may want to do that when I’m much older. Idk being a yoga teacher in my retirement sounds kind of amazing 😍.
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aww thats so sad, I hope you find a new place that makes you feel as happy. Is Vin still going to teach?
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He is Ang, but in a studio that’s too far away for us to go to regularly. I told him I’m going to kidnap him every once in a while and take him to brunch!
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You’re most welcome… I know how much you loved that placed and there were so many memories left behind. God wil provide you a joy in another way. Have a faith…
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Sorry. The small communities we build around ourselves are so important. I hope you find another place to practice.
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Thank you so much. Going to my first class at the new studio today, we will see how it goes!
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Awwww that is touching. I love your writing as I feel like I’m right there. Chantel Besse my bff and a loyal bikram teacher has been at a wonderful little studio for nearly a decade. It’s not the trendiest nor flashiest and is in an odd little plaza. That place changed her life back when and she became an instructor there and builds a community that amazes me. They always do the same thing allowing someone that Wants classes and can’t afford it to work there or clean etc. Love it. I can’t wait for her to read This! Namaste
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Thank you so much Sandy, I love that you had your own connection to Bikram as you were reading this, sounds like you totally understand how special that community can be. I’m so honored that you would share this with Chantel, thank you!
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I am so sorry to read this. Your studio sounds amazing! My yoga group have become like family. (Seriously, how many people do you see regularly twice a week?). I hope you’re able to find another studio!
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I see you totally get it–there are close friends I don’t see nearly as much as I do my yoga buddies. I loved that about it though–people I never would have connected with if it wasn’t for yoga. The community has enriched my life so much, so sad to lose it. Thanks so much for your understanding and kind words!! x
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When one door closes, another opens.
I will pray for you. Namaste!
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Thank you John. Not easy to see right now but I know you are right!
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Oh I’m so sorry you’re losing that special place! I know change is always happening, but it doesn’t make it any easier!! Is Vin moving to another studio?
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Thanks AJ. Well, Vin has always taught at another studio and he is going to stay there–but it is WAY on the other side of Brooklyn and just not reasonable for us to go to regularly. Honestly, that has probably been the hardest part of all of this for me. I think my hubs and i are gonna make him go out to brunch with us every once in a while–and I will make the trek and sneak over to that studio every once in a while as well.
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I find that it’s often the people who I miss, not the actual place or event. I’ll keep my fingers crossed you stay connected with him:)
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I appreciate that you are honouring this space and the time you spent there with the gifts you have for writing 🙏🏼
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Thank you so much–I guess just trying to show them some love in the best way I know how. It was really tough to see it all fall apart and not be able to do something to save it. Thank you for helping me say goodbye!
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Aww, I’m so sorry. Very sad. Namaste.
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Thanks Paula. x
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I love how community builds around physical activity, especially when the fit is right. I have had this coherence in a couple of places, and when it ended it was so tough! Yes, we do adapt to whatever is next, but it’s also hard to say goodbye to that chapter. It’s a reminder to me that so much is not permanent, and also that there is such unexpected good that can come from allowing oneself to be part of a group/community like this. Namaste.
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Thank you MG. I love your response so much–it just feels like you are right here with me on all of this. Sounds like you have had similar experiences. I think community around physical activity is one of my favorite things–there’s just something that can feel so natural and easy about it–it’s really something I have come to depend on. I know i will find it again, but just like you said, hard to say goodbye. Thanks so much for chiming in MG, really appreciate your comments-hope you share them again! x
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Yoga is such a gift. I’m sorry to see your studio closing and hope you find a new place to practice soon.
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Thank you so much –you’re so right, it is such a gift. I really can’t imagine my life without it and hope I am lucky enough to never to!
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