After getting more into yoga during the few years we lived in Boston, I finished my yoga teacher training there last summer. But between getting married, leaving our jobs and apartment, getting started as freelancers, and dealing with some health issues, yoga had taken a back seat ever since. A yoga retreat would be a way to dive back in, and to meet some new people, relax and rejuvenate for a few days, and hopefully emerge feeling refreshed, inspired, and ready to jumpstart our new life.
I was so lucky to come across the Whole & Happy Retreat, which was affordable and happened to be taking place the week after we arrived in Thailand. Six nights at a small eco-resort, twice-daily yoga and meditation classes, purely vegetarian food – it sounded just right. It would also take me to Chanthaburi province in the southeastern part of the country, a completely non-touristy place and one I’d probably never visit otherwise.One for the yogis: Reflecting on the magic of the Whole & Happy #yoga retreat in #Thailand. Click To Tweet
From the moment I signed up for the yoga retreat, sitting in a basement Airbnb apartment in our Montana hometown, I’d been eagerly awaiting it. When the first day finally arrived, Ryan left to go scuba diving on Koh Chang, and I headed to the bus station in Chanthaburi to meet the rest of the group.
Upon being greeted with hugs by the retreat’s leaders and handed a fresh coconut with a straw in it, it was clear I’d made the right decision. I was instantly drawn to the leaders and their exuberance, and so inspired to hear about their experiences traveling throughout Southeast Asia and elsewhere teaching yoga.
After a 30-minute drive, we arrived at Faasai Resort – a hotel whose tagline, “Where the forest meets the sea,” sums it up well. The 14 rooms are spread throughout the huge grounds, which are so thick with a million kinds of plants that all you see is green. Not surprisingly, it’s a resort with lots of places to hide – wooden swings situated in small fields, small pavilions furnished with tables and chairs, and hidden pathways on the edge of the property.
And this place is just as lovely on the inside as it is the outside: a huge bed with bright pillows, a giant tile bathtub (a big improvement over the “wet room” that’s common in Southeast Asia), and a little couch were just the highlights of my room. And waiting for me in the room was an unexpected swag bag with tiger balm, incense, a journal, and a reusable cloth bag. The minimalist in me probably didn’t need another such bag, but every other part of me loved it.
After arriving at Faasai, it wasn’t long before we were doing yoga: poolside yoga under the stars, to be exact. And for the first of many times that week, I reflected on how truly amazing it was to be there and how grateful I am for the decisions Ryan and I have made to pursue a different kind of life, one that allows the time and space to spend a week at a yoga retreat.
A delicious first dinner of tofu green curry and mango sticky rice gave me the chance to get to know my fellow retreaters: a yoga teacher from Denmark, a British expat living in Hong Kong, a photographer from Pennsylvania, her brother and father (!), and a host of other interesting people with interesting stories to share. By the time we celebrated our final night with a sunset picnic on the beach a week later, we all felt like old friends.
If you thought twice-daily yoga would get repetitive or monotonous, you haven’t experienced Whole & Happy. Most of the morning classes were standard vinyasa ones, but the evening schedule included things like partner yoga, yoga nidra, pranayama, chanting, and walking meditation. Each day of the retreat also had a different theme, like “Gratitude” and “Self-love” and “Community,” which permeated the yoga classes, the daily journal prompt, and some of the other activities.
Even though the classes accommodated people on the retreat who were new to yoga, they also challenged more experienced yogis. Every day after class, I’d write down alignment cues that made me think about poses in a new way and other tidbits that resonated – and there was so much. One favorite, about how yoga can remind us to be more open and vulnerable: “Yoga peels back the protective layers you’ve built up around yourself.”
One day, our morning yoga class took the form of practicing 108 sun salutations. We left before sunrise to arrive at a hillside pavilion overlooking the ocean – which is about the best setting I can imagine for doing something so rigorous.
I didn’t think there was any way I’d be able to do 108 sun salutations, even a modified version, but I totally surprised myself by completing them all. After the 90 minutes or so of up and down, inhale and exhale, mountain pose to down dog and back again, we all felt completely elated. It was a real reminder that we’re so much stronger and more capable than we think we are.
Another day that stands out in my memory of the retreat is the day of digital detox and silence. From the time we woke up until we ate dinner as a group that evening, we didn’t use electronic devices, talk to each other, or communicate with anyone outside the retreat. Maybe that sounds boring or awkward, but it was actually an amazing chance to really unwind and disconnect, feeling no pressure to do anything or be anything to anyone.
Looking back on the yoga retreat now, I recall the gentle routine of sunrise and sunset yoga classes, as well as how the time in between seemed to effortlessly fill itself up with reading, journaling, coloring, podcasts, laying by pool, getting to know people, and generally chilling, not to mention a few spontaneous dance parties.
But my memories of the retreat are less about specific experiences and more about general feelings – feeling simultaneously relaxed and invigorated, feeling relieved to be disconnected from the rest of the world, feeling like part of a community, feeling like a better version of myself. All things that seem so easy and so natural in a setting like that, but quickly tend to slip away in the real world.
With the scheduled activities, time outside, communal meals, and general fun, a yoga retreat can feel like an adult summer camp (and for my fellow Peace Corps volunteers, it also reminded me of pre-service training). Why should the joy of camp be limited to kids?
It’s real privilege to have the time and money to invest in something like a retreat. But many affordable yoga retreats in Southeast Asia and Central America cost far less than most Americans spend on a typical vacation, and some only last a few days. If a retreat sounds interesting to you, I definitely encourage you to sign up. It’s such a unique opportunity for combining relaxation, self-exploration, adventure, and community, and you’ll come away fully recharged – a worthy use of vacation days.
Would you be interested in attending a yoga retreat?