Yoga is expansion in its most intense form, stretching at the corners of your soul and mind with every growing breath. I feel this expansion every weekend and as intense as it is, as it opens every inch of me, it feels gentle and safe.
Michelle always says, “you are here, and this is your karma” as we sit in the room with differing energies intertwining to create transforming movement that often feels like wringing out washing, purposefully getting rid of excess.
I love the idea of this being my karma, of these moments being what I deserve or more so what I need – to share, to receive, to feel, to be heard. To create space I didn’t know I had in me, to cultivate love I didn’t know I needed, to feel like I fit so perfectly into this community we created.
This teacher training has made me an explorer, it has made me curious not only about the world but about the world inside of me; and as an explorer I have learned to look within me with complete respect, with eyes of wonder, with intrigue, in awe of what I find, understanding that once you marvel about what’s in front of you, what is lacking finds no way to catch your attention.
This course has taught me more than many people learn in decades. We have gone back in history tapping in to thousands of years of knowledge and tradition inevitably bringing us closer to the earth around us, inevitably making us more understanding.
It fills my heart to the brim hearing those words – this is my karma. To be so lucky to have a teacher who is just as eager to teach, as she is to learn. She has shared so many parts of her world, constantly inspiring each one of us to expand and grow.
I’ll miss our weekends together as they felt like our own little secret, so intimate and secure but if there’s anything I’ve learned it is that the secret needs to be shared.