my first official student

my first official class – a gentle/beginner class – consisted of 1 student.

carol. a sweet, fun woman of 60, breast cancer survivor, came to yoga about a year ago to help her deal with some of the pain and discomfort of the medication she was on post cancer.

very challenging to teach, but SUCH an amazing learning experience.

in my head i imagine myself teaching multi-level classes and trusting my own practice and experience to flow through me. but teaching this gentle class was entirely different. sun salutaions were a real challenge for her. we stayed on the floor a lot and i gave thanks to my teacher, don stapleton, and his “movement inquiries” several times throughout our practice. his method is brilliant. i’m sure i channeled some of his energy this morning.

a few times, carol, said “oh, this feel so good” or “oh, i love this one” or “oh, this is my favorite” so it was really satisfying to hit all her positve love buttons. i followed my plan, making modifications as i went along, improvising according to her skill…and was surprised at the knowledge i held within me. and how it just…..flowed. when i needed it.

i read something last night on yoga journal on how to save a class when you percieve that it’s going down hill. the writer
said…remember you are there to be of service to your students. to serve them. it is not a performance, it is a service. i found that shift of consciousness to be precisely what i needed.

namaste fellow yogis!
hare om shanti, shanti, shanti…
peace.

what do you want to be when you grow up?

i want to be a dancer. a lover. a dreamer. a mother. a grandmother. a greatgrandmother. a witch. a sage. a fairy. an angel. a little girl. a sprite. a wind. a muse. a sunbeam. a dahlia. a river. a tickle. a sigh. a tear. a dog. a bird. a dolphin. a raindrop. a wave. a feather. a seashell. a live oak. a frog. a wedding ring. a laugh. a photograph. a leaf. a spirit. a painting. a goddess. a ribbon. a daydream. a wildflower. a horse. a mountaintop. a starfish. a guanacaste tree. an acorn. a yogi. a moment.

Keep the Channel Open!

There is a vitality, a life-force, an energy, a quickening that is translated through you into action. And because there is only one of you in all of time, this expression is unique. And if you block it, it will never exist through any other medium and be lost. The world will not have it. It is not your business to determine how good it is nor how valuable nor how it compares with other expressions. It is your business to keep it yours clearly and directly, to keep the channel open…whether you choose to take an art class, keep a journal, record your dreams, dance your life story or live each day from your own creative source. Above all else, keep the channel open!
-Martha Graham