When it comes to practice we have choices. We know the sequence; we know what we are setting out to do. We are teachers and we are students. We seek out other yoga practitioners and flock to a Mysore room to do our practice. We go across the country to practice for a weekend or go across the world to practice for a month. Who am I?
I’m an Ashtangi. When we enter a space to practice with a teacher or on my last experience a group of teachers and they happen to be the pioneers of the system you stand tall. You want to do your best and you want to practice with all the best intentions. You want to make every breath count, flow through the sequence, stay focused and tap in to the source. You have someone watching. You have teachers teaching. You have this talented group of lineage holders watching you to see how they can impart something of the teachings to you and have it touch you and have it make a difference.
Turns out we are human. When we are in the Mysore room we just want to do our best. Someone is watching, someone is there perhaps to help or to support us with our struggle. No one is there to do anything for you; instead they are supporting you in your personal endeavor to do the practice. There is a shared energy in these rooms that most of the time is very helpful with doing your own practice. It is just natural to bring everything you have to the practice in the Mysore room.
When we think about practice, it sometimes can be a big undertaking. It’s overwhelming on your own and the system has built in support around the world. Today I practiced, alone, and not even in my own home. I was glad to take practice and yet feel so much gratitude for the Mysore room that I call home at AYM and for the practitioners who share their energy and come to do their best no matter where in the world we gather.
Namaste to that and see you on the mat!