The Best Part.

Raining?  Pouring.

Chilly?  Of course.

Dark?  Yup. Daylight Saving Time in New England is just about over.

However, it was warm inside the studio where my high school students and I have been practicing yoga together for the past 3 weeks. That was a good part. The space glowed with candlelight as we focused on finding stillness and balance and breath moving through the postures.  We learned and we laughed, but that’s not the best part.

The best part for me came after we turned the lights on. We were practicing headstands.  Music, laughter, and a few happy shrieks filled the air.  The best part came when through the noise,  I clearly heard one student’s voice.  It was the voice of a 17 year old girl I have been practicing with since before I was a teacher myself.  The walls were lined  with kids finding the crowns of their heads and their cores, and I was busy turning someone upside down. I heard her as she too was teaching.  She was confidently instructing her friend on how to get into the headstand.

It’s hard to explain the feeling I had.  It was pride and happiness and excitement and accomplishment all bottled into one. I thought…this is what it’s all about.  Teaching these young people, so that they will learn and want to teach each other.

That was the best part.

Take this example, and know that this is why I love yoga.  When there is darkness and uncertainty in this life, we practice finding stillness, balance, and focus to guide us. We do this so that when the light does shine, as it always will, we are able to help others as they too journey along life’s path.  We help each other out. We practice kindness. We know what to do.  We know how, because we have been there.

Oh yeah, you bet I let her know how great she is- that 17 year old young woman.  Of course it was through text, because that’s how kids communicate today.  The next time I see her, she will hear it from my lips- accompanied by a hug of course, because that is also what it’s all about.  She does not just need to read it.  She needs to hear it, and she really needs to feel it.

After that, she may just believe it is true.

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