Hoia!! Hola!!
My name is Heidy Allende. For those of you who don’t know me, I’m a working model in NYC. I love my job (never a typical day), as everyday something new is going on. I get the opportunity to travel the world and meet amazing people from so many different cultures. I am blessed to have the chance to attend a lot of cool events. And I am always getting a lot of nice goodies from the clients, from clothes to shoes to bags and more.
But it is not always so glamorous, in fact it is actually a lot of hard work. Most of the time I am away from my loved ones. A lot of times, I am alone. Sometimes, I get caught in the wrong crowds, seeing and experimenting things that aren’t good for me mentally or physically.
What I want to say is, like any other job, it can be very stressful. The stress built up so much, that a few months ago, I knew something was wrong when I couldn’t sleep and when I had so much noise in my head that I couldn’t stop it. I just wanted to put my hands in my head and try to control all the madness and shut it down for a sec. It was also leading me to hurt myself physically. That’s when I knew I needed help. I was like, okay I’m officially crazy and I need to urgently go to a psychologist. But I never believed in telling someone my problems. So I would just pray to God to help me through what I was going through…depression, craziness…I didn’t know what it was. I never spoke to anyone about it. I was just roaming around trying to deal with it.
Then one summer day, I got an invite from a dear friend I met over a year ago to do yoga. I’ve always been an active, spontaneous girl but I was never interested in yoga. But I was like, okay let’s try something new that I know is not going to kill me. First, he spoke to me about meditation. I thought…’this sounds sooo boring, sitting down for 20 minutes saying aaauuuuuummm. Are u serious??? I have better things to do.’ But I still decided to try it. I sat on my towel, looking at the ocean, feeling the nice summer breeze and listening to the waves. I closed my eyes and repeated my mantra over and over again.
Twenty minutes later, I opened my eyes, had a smile on my face and felt inner-peace. Surprisingly I did it and caught onto it fast, because within five minutes into the meditation, I wasn’t thinking of anything. It was like that feeling I wanted to have by getting my hands inside my head and organizing and shutting down all the noise was easily done by meditating. I was like, wow this is not boring after all.
Then came the physical practice of yoga. Which I tell you the truth, for some reason every name of the different positions to me sounds like “cowabunga dude.” I g
