The moment my feet press into the mat I bestow thanks and honor to my body. I take the time to connect to the divine and become aware of my heightened senses. Focusing on my breath, my body, my intentions, I become intune with each asana I create. I raise the vibration within through a rapid Kundalini breath and allow myself to sink even farther into warrior. Feeling the energy race throughout my entire spine, I allow for concentration, dedication and openness to what lies in the next breath. At this moment I am a student, a teacher, a novice, a warrior, a healer and pure love.
Looking back on my life I remember a few years back occupying this world griped in fear. It was an existence full of what if's, constant wanting and cowardly discord. It was a life that not only limited me but kept me from being who I wanted to become. Now, this is not to say that "fear" doesn't try to have its hold on me today. It is only to imply, that my life path isn't driven by fear any longer. Through my constant devotion to meditation and yoga throughout those years, I learned to conclude that I had a choice in how I wanted to live. I could honor my heart and live out a life I truly yearned for. Or I could listen to my thoughts with their constant demanding uncertainty and limiting beliefs. A fabrication of truth railed by fear and what might happen next. A year ago I fully devoted myself to My Beliefs and chose to live a life through my heart. For the first time in my 30 something years alive I felt the desire for adventure. I felt the need for uncertainty and the love for what could be around the corner. I found myself saying yes to life!!! I surrendered my need for perfection and I allowed the imperfection that entered to teach me a thing or two about myself. I embraced the world with my arms wide open in the "Victory pose" and I arched my back in acceptance. It was a true releasing of it's time. I accredit so much of that release to my yoga practice. Meeting my Guru last summer was the blessing of a life time. I had been doing yoga for years but never truly finding the connection I was searching for. I soon developed a mindset that my search would have to take me to India in order to find this divine understanding I craved. But before a trip could be coordinated the universe blessed me with the impossible.....India came to me. The connection was so powerful upon that first meeting that I bowed my head in the lap of my Guru and wept. Stroking my hair with a loving hand I knew at that precise moment I came home. My prayers had been answered and my life would never be the same again. It was finally my time to move forward and move forward I did. Soaking up as much knowledge as I could, I thirst for the wisdom this individual possessed. Without selfishness but a deep love, my age old wounds begin to heal and what came with was a deeper understanding. I came to understand I understood nothing, I knew nothing and I needed nothing. Learning that melted the misconception for perfection. I accepted my fate and stepped onto the mat for the first time this year as teacher. Speaking the words of my Guru as well as some of my own I understand now that we are all teachers. We are all learning, sharing, giving and receiving. If we constantly remind ourselves of this beauty then there is never a need to fear fore we are surrounded by generosity at all times. What could ever be more beautiful then that?
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