Seeing things with new eyes

My first taste of yoga was at age 17. I don't remember much of what was taught during those early classes but what stuck with me was the feeling of accomplishment that I had. Fast forward about 10 years and yoga came back into my life. There was a feeling that I had after class that made me hungry for more. The more I learned and began to discover what there was left to know the more I felt I had been called to find this path. Last year I began a teacher training class that really left me with more questions than answers. Along the way I began to deepen my physical practice which lead to a deeper spiritual practice and helped to open my eyes to the wonders of my everyday life. There have been so many instances where I have thought that had I not found this path of yoga I would have reacted so differently under the same circumstances. 

This past weekend was my first step on my new path to more fully discover who I am and why I have been dropped down in this place at this time. I began an immersion into Anusara Yoga. Anusara speaks to me in so many ways it is difficult to articulate all of them. For most of the students by the time they reach the phase where immersion is the next step they have already cultivated a depth of learning that far surpasses most peoples willingness to participate. The thirst for knowledge is intense.  The desire to spread this knowledge into the community is equally powerful. It's also really fun to be able to talk to someone who has the same level of commitment and understanding of why you get really excited when you really figure out that "If I move my little toe like this, the power of that micro movement frees my entire leg to be stronger and more grounded." Multiply that excitement by 30 people and you have an immersion underway!


I have had a couple days to reflect on my weekend and have discovered more depth of understanding than I originally thought. Finding my self back at home and trying to unravel all of the information that was conveyed only creates more desire to return to my mat and see what new things I can discover, what new way can I see the world that I didn't know existed. When you approach the world with an understanding that there is an innate goodness to be found it makes everything that much sweeter. Suddenly the traffic doesn't seem quite so horrid, the mountain of laundry seems more like a hill, the sound of my birds fighting seems less obnoxious. Having the willingness to look for the good and seek it out creates more lightness and joy.