Today was one of those bittersweet kind of days. It was the final class with some of my most dedicated and adventurous yoga students, at a location that was one of my very first yoga employers. I’ve been with this company longer than I was even married! It was bittersweet because I recently decided to give up the financially unstable environment of teaching yoga as my main job, to working full time for someone else, and teaching yoga a lot less. I start tomorrow.
The thing that no one tells you about yoga is how much you will grow to love it, and how often the people that you see in your classes will become some of your best friends. I’m not sure why yoga has this effect on us. I think it has something to do with the fact that it takes you to a previously un-investigated place within yourself, and pulls that to the surface. The fears that used to rule your every thought, word and deed are replaced with confidence and acceptance within yourself.
In yoga, all of our credentials are removed. If you are a doctor or a literary PhD, it does not matter one bit. If you’ve never been married, or if you have been divorced four times, no-one will know that. In a yoga class, you are just a person in workout clothes, probably no makeup, and you are at your most vulnerable. I think that is it. That is where the playing field gets leveled. When you walk into a yoga class, you have the potential to become emotionally exposed. It can be raw, and it can be life-changing.
A few students took me out to lunch after this class today, and although I promised myself I would not cry, and I even went out on a limb and wore non-waterproof mascara, it was inevitable. One student brought her five year old little girl with her. She came up to me with a little rose that she picked and thanked me for teaching her Mom yoga. (Sniff) Another student told me how many times she had cried in class, and how much she had grown and learned about herself and her practice. She said, “even if you don’t realize it, you have changed a lot of people’s lives.” That was it, I just sobbed.
I remember when I was a little girl, I really didn’t know what I wanted to do when I grew up. Well that’s not true. When I was really little, I wanted to collect all the animals that had been run over, and were dying on the side of the road, and try to save them. When I grew up a little and realized how impossible that dream was, I expanded it to include people. I just wanted to “help” people. It was like that little mantra was planted into my head at birth. So that is what I do. It doesn’t matter if it is with words, poems, feng shui, yoga, gardening or some other action. All of the things that light me up are the way that I try to help people light themselves up. I just want to remind them in some way how truly Divine they are, and to help them go out and share that with the world.
So to all of my students, past, present and future, thank you for helping me to live my passion, and to share it with you. The Divine in Me Bows, to the Divine in You ~ Namaste!
“The fact is that there is nothing more beautiful, more worthy or more conscious than you.” ~ Yogi Bhajan