"The beauty I felt after leaving class last night reminded me that it is not my purpose to engage my class...yoga does that itself in so many wonderful ways. I just have to love it, and the rest will come across perfectly."
When I left my class last night I felt so much gratitude. The participants who come to my classes bring so much joy to me in my life. Sometimes waking up at 5AM to teach a class seems daunting. I have been struggling recently with the perception of my ability to keep people engaged. These are some of the negative feelings I have been having as I navigate my schedule and the longevity of my attention to continue to teach yoga. The beauty I felt after leaving class last night reminded me that it is not my purpose to engage my class...yoga does that itself in so many wonderful ways. I just have to love it, and the rest will come across perfectly.
Yoga Is Quiet. As my daughter once asked after her first real class with me, "why do you get to be the only one who gets who gets to chatty chatty chat chat and the rest of us just stay quiet?". Even with the voice of an instructor throughout class, the room is quiet. We listen to the sound of our breath, our movements, each other.
Yoga Is Present. We come to yoga for one reason, to be in the moment. To notice how we feel, to put aside the needs of others and reflect inward. We greet the evening, afternoon, or morning with a sense oneness to what surrounds us.
Yoga Is Kind. This is not a place you push yourself until you feel like you're going to vomit or pass out. This is the place and the time you connect with what you need, doing what feels right and honoring where you are.
Yoga Is Community. We grow together, in practice and in friendship. We acknowledge we come together with the same values, the same intentions, and the same kind hearts.
Yoga Is Supportive. Everyone is welcome, no one does it wrong. It doesn't matter if it's your first class, how old or young you are, what abilities you possess.
Yoga Is the Absence of Purpose. We live as though "our purpose" defines us, and for much of our existence this purpose, either real or self-implied, encompasses much of our time and thought. We worry about it, fear it, and enjoy it. In quiet moments we are able to put it aside, we embrace what it is to move, to breathe, to be.
Yoga has filled my heart with so much gratitude over the years. It has become such a part of my schedule sometimes I forget it's not my "purpose" at all. It's just something I want to share.