And yet I grumble & whine when my alarm goes off at 4:45AM...what the H-E-Double Hocky Sticks am I doing getting out of bed at 4:45AM to go teach a Yoga class....really? I'm almost 50 years old & I'm dragging my ass out of bed in the cold Canadian winter to drive to a Yoga studio to guide some lovely souls through my favourite Sun Salutations & perhaps a Pigeon or 2....or maybe 3....
And then this past week one of my students told me that she feels the same way in the morning...her alarm goes off & an all-out argument with herself ensues. Should she get out of bed & drive to the studio for class? Why....why is she getting out of bed to drive to the studio for class? And yet she does drag her ass out of bed & she drives to the studio & she rolls out her mat & she practices. She knows her limits & she modifies where she needs to...she lowers her body into Balasana when she needs to. When she circles her arms up above her head she has a smile on her face. It's not a smile for anyone else. It's a smile for her.
Earlier this week she told me that when she comes to the 6AM class & then later heads to work, her co-workers often comment that she must have been to Yoga that morning. They tell her that they can see it in her face. They tell her that she is an "nicer" person.
I'd like to think that my rolling out of bed at 4:45AM plays some very small part in this. Because in all honesty, this is one of the reasons I am a Yoga Teacher.
Namaste my Friends...
P.S. L @ the Wall ~ 2 minutes 30 seconds!