When we immerse ourselves into something intensely, passionately, with a great deal of intention and profound joy. It impacts us. Changes us. Transforming the moment, the attitude, the understanding…the person.
It can simply be by soaking in a tub of steaming hot water full of essential oils with their essence wafting through the air, or by taking off on a radical adventure in a far away land where relying on the kindness of others takes center stage. Perhaps it comes by enjoying a new hobby, or learning to speak a new langue, cooking a new dish, learning to play the guitar…paint…surf. Or it could be by the simple act of exploring deeper into knowledge and understanding of a current passion, skill, desire.
This week, the last week of my glorious forties, I completed the latter. Delving even deeper into my newly found passion of Yoga and taking on the challenge of becoming a Yoga teacher. The leap from student to teacher in this arena was likened to a chasm for me.
Providing knowledge, wisdom, and skills with another comes easily as I tend to live life transparently and the act of sharing any of my gifts is one of my life’s greatest joy. However, rarely have I ever felt the desire to teach, coach, or train another. Even with my daughter I discovered early on that I was the most effective mom by engaging fully while lovingly allowing her the space and opportunities to become the extraordinary person she was created to be. Not by teaching her my ways but by living my life full on, passionately, with faith, hope and love. Ultimately setting just one (of many) example for her to witness on her journey of finding her own way of being. And gratefully so, for she is magnificent in every way!
Yet in the end (or as my teacher says “just the beginning”) of my remarkably intense teacher training, I was transformed. No longer merely a student and practitioner. Yoga became more than a series of asanas, practiced in a beautiful shala, while surrounded by a supportive tribe. Yoga became what it is…a union. The very word “yoga” makes reference to this. In Sanskrit the root, “yuj” (meaning “unity” or “yoke”), indicating that the purpose of yoga is to unite ourselves with our highest nature. Giving us the ability to transform far beyond the limits of our own mind and body granting us infinite potential to transcend those limitations.
Is my highest nature to teach? Well…that is still yet to be seen. But this I am certain of, by merely immerging myself deeper…magic happened. Like one of David Copperfield’s trick, the old disappeared and what reemerged is a new creation. Vegetarian, Sanskrit speaking (albeit with a southern twang) and all.