Eliza Maroney is not your average yogi. She’s the entrepreneurial do-gooder of Bend + Blaze medicated yoga classes at Fire Path Yoga, and founder of monthly CBD delivery Lucky Box Club. She’s “The Cannabis Yogi.”
Maroney incorporates cannabis into her personal flow sequence, and now offers a special session for students to explore and embrace the same. In 2016, Maroney launched Bend + Blaze, a class where yogis can openly consume cannabis along with their instructor-led vinyasa flow. Maroney is third generation San Franciscan, a unicorn really… (S.F. born-and-bred is a rare breed indeed.) True to her roots, Bend + Blaze is hosted regularly in San Francisco and Los Angeles. This past May, I checked it out.
Here’s my true account.
Arriving on my mat, I am greeted with a complementary Lucky Box, a gift that each attendee receives from luxury cannabis subscription delivery service Lucky Box Club (Maroney’s side hustle, if you will). My box contains pre-rolls, vape pens, tinctures and topicals, with which you can medicate before and during class. I am ready to “delve deeper into the conscious self and stretch/dance/move and expand our minds, relax and unwind.”
“The Cannabis Yogi,” Maroney (we’ll call her TCY) begins class by encouraging attendees to “connect with your own body, your own soul, your own spirit,” while reminding us to use less cannabis than we normally use. I am grateful for this reminder because I have been known to get a little too high before yoga… This time, though, I need to be able to produce an intelligible recap. I get appropriately lifted.
TCY translates a reading into a beautiful, flowery language for someone in the back row. I learn that Maroney is Brazilian and speaking Portuguese for her “family, who are here today.” My heart warms hearing that our class is a family affair.
TCY plays edgy music, more uplifting and energizing than the sedative stuff yogis flow to in most classes.
After some rousing cat-cow, I feel grateful and connected to Maroney. She instructs us to rise to standing, notices that I’m taking a pull from my vape pen, and clarifies for the class, “maybe you rise with a vape pen in your mouth; yeah!” I am convinced that Maroney is my new bff.
I think to myself, “I love her big, happy energy,” I also think, “I am high!” and, when I peek at the other attendees I’m relieved to find that they look like I feel. We are high, all of us.
Asked to “feel your rhythm,” I feel playful like a child.
My transition back to tabletop is less than graceful, and I have a flashback to childhood, a familiar feeling of crawling around and babbling like a goofball. I chuckle to myself.
At the start of sun salutations, I rise to standing, darkness closes in on my vision. Uh-oh, I might pass out. Deep breath, pause, I get it together and then a couple sun salutations later, Maroney, shares that it’s normal to feel dizzy. She is my new bff and current most trusted medical advisor. (“Oh good,” I think, “the others are maybe showing the same less-than-lucid signs as me.”)
We pick up the pace and move through four, five, six sun salutations, some modified with holds in positions like plank, and then proceed to do ab and glute work. I wasn’t expecting an actual workout in this class? Maroney, my new bff, trusted medical advisor, and now psychic, says we are almost done with the workout section. Whew!
Downward dog, paranoia rears its ugly head. I thought I recognized an ex-boyfriend a couple rows behind me and freaked out. I admit, it would be impressive if I correctly identified someone while upside down, high, and seeing the back of their head.
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Published: June 5, 2018
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