Last weekend I had the good fortune to attend a 10 hour workshop in Denali with one of my primary teachers. It was inspiring to do yoga with 25 others in such a beautiful natural setting. Granted, we were inside for class (it is April in Alaska after all). But the grandeur of the mountains and the quality of light in Denali was incredible. It was also lots of fun to have 3 of my students join me for the trip north. It was the first weekend workshop for 2 of them.
I remember how excited I was after attending my first few workshops. It blew me away to be able to do advanced poses and to achieve physical positions that once seemed impossible. I still have some of those feelings. What’s new for me now are the subtle changes and insights that I can feel internally. Vague concepts have acquired substance. And even sanskrit is making more sense to me!
Part of what keeps me on this path is the realization that there is so much more to discover. It’s an inward journey with no end (except the obvious one). I’ve learned that yoga is more about intention and awareness than it is about poses. I’m thankful for all the opportunities I’ve had to learn and teach yoga. I’m deeply grateful to my teachers for leading the way.
Whatever path you travel, may it be filled with splendor.