My Practice, My Teacher
So this weekend I was asked what is the single most important lesson I have learned from my practice. I actually had to think about how to answer the question as there is so much I have learned from my yoga practice and so many reasons why I am thankful for it. I would have to say that one of the most important things that my practice has given me is the ability to pause, to slow down and to not give in to the urge to look for a quick fix when I am faced with circumstances that don’t sit comfortably. I have learned to allow myself to immerse into experience without always having to react; to essentially allow myself moments of stillness when I feel the most restless. This becomes hard when life challenges me with grief, with anger, uncertainty. But it is those situations that can be our teachers if we don’t run from them or try to immediately alleviate them. And more often than not, I have found that there is space to hold a wide array of experience, even the ones that make me want to run. And it is exactly those experiences, where I find that the direction I am running in is often sitting right here, deep within my heart.
In the words of Rumi, “What you seek, is seeking you”.
p.s. I actually stumbled upon a great blog which initiated this discussion.