Elemental OM is a spiritual yoga studio and not really a “power”
studio, so we are not flooded with young people. Mostly, we are all over 40 and figuring it
out on some level. During the summer
months, EOM offered a really sweet package to kids home from college. We had a dozen or so take advantage and hang
out with us for the summer months. I
just loved it. All were fresh, vibrant
and amazingly curious about the philosophy of yoga. They were dedicated and passionate in the
quietest way. On some level, they
brought out the best in me when I was teaching.
I guess you hit 43 and look back at your life and get nostalgic. I don’t want to live a life of regret on any
level, but dear Lord I wish I had found yoga earlier. All the different choices I would have made….
I digress.
One of these students is a young budding artist. She’s introspective, hard working and
lovely. We didn’t really talk very much
at all. I learned bits and pieces about
her and met her boyfriend once. I loved
watching her practice. She simply exuded
an elegance and poise that I found fascinating.
As we practiced, I always found myself wondering if she was turning her
yoga into art or was her art turning into yoga.
She went back to school.
Yesterday was our last practice together. I hugged her goodbye and was quite shocked to
find myself in tears. I’m going to miss
her so much. I find this so weird
because on a personal level, we really didn’t share too much yet I grew to love
her like a mother simply through the daily movement and breath of yoga.
For me, this is a deep lesson of yoga revealed…a tangible
experience of the idea of energy being transferred between two humans simply
because we consciously move and breathe together. Missing you...
Shanti, Pamela
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