As our third set of graduates go out into the world to share yoga, I marvel while I watch my student teacher share her yoga with my first student in her front room. In a small village in the middle of the English countryside, among pubs, cider, fields of sheep and cows, women are sharing
How often do we do something inside that we are ashamed of on the outside. A thought, a private action? What if all these thoughts and actions were visible? How quickly would we shift then? How relaxing would it be to be completely congruent, transparent. It strikes me that our karma would play out quicker
In yoga there is a lovely word – dharma. I take it to mean, your purpose. There is a concept that we are all pearls on a necklace, we all belong, and have our special place next to each other. We are part of a matrix that fits perfectly, when we are following our dharma.