After all, good, old-fashioned work on the poses always makes me happy.
I call this kind of work "old-fashioned" because there we no work on transitions between poses, we did maybe 6 sun salutations in two days and I don't think we did anything fancy or tricky. We did use a lot of props, as I had props on my mind preparing for my upcoming Props and Modifications workshop. And we did work on nuances and progressive strategies for poses like urdhva dhanruasana, drop backs, parivritta janu sirsasana, and padmasana. So there were a few fancy outcomes, I suppose.
Also, I think we had between 16 and 20 people in each session and so having a smaller group felt a bit "old- fashioned" as well. And, so we are clear, I mean "old-fashioned" in a good way, as in, a return to my roots. As much as I enjoy teaching and learning in big groups, lately, I have been appreciating the kind of teaching I can do with a smaller group, in a smaller room, with a closet-full of props and a ton of space at the wall. I can show techniques and check for understanding in a way that just doesn't happen in a larger-sized venues or experiences. I am less tired at the end of the day of teaching and I feel like I get a chance to connect with the students personally. Lately, these things have felt very meaningful to me.
(It is not an all-or-nothing thing, group size. It is more that different sizes yield different opportunities- as a teacher and as a learner-- and the smaller size has been really great for me.)
Yes, sure we can goal set, write shit down, and even take action every day in alignment with our stated vision, mission and goals. And then, there is what I call the svaha factor, the mystery aspect, the wild card, the great mystery of Life Itself plotting for our evolution that we actually can not know about in advance and which can not be tied down to a tidy 5-year plan for It lives outside the boundaries of self-reference. I love the svaha factor, really. I do not always recognize it or love it when it is happening, because sometimes, "things not going as I planned" really sucks. Sometimes things not going according my plans is downright painful, humiliating and demoralizing. Yet time again, in retrospect, this mystery element saves me from myself and seems to orchestrate for me the perfect storm of circumstances from which to learn.
Life is like a fire ceremony or ritual, where we make the offering of our intentions, efforts and actions into the cauldron of our circumstances or into the fire of our lives. By doing this we are, in a sense, making our life into a sacrifice. I don't mean sacrifice like some martyrdom narrative where we sacrifice ourselves but more as in "to make sacred" or to take actions in alignment with the sacred Heart within and to sacrifice what is narrow-minded and self-centered for what is expanded and Self-centered.
So, there you have it.
I looked around throughout the weekend, realizing I was living the momentum of my intention and while I couldn't have predicted the exact form it has taken or the winding inner and outer roads I would have travelled to be here, I was smack dab in the middle of my Vision.
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