I See the Light

One of my most favorite things about teaching yoga, or anything for that matter, is when I see the light go off.  When the switch has been flipped and they really get it, or reach it (perhaps a toe, or the fingers in a bind).

In yesterday's hot vinyasa I had a student (only in town for the week) try for the first time astavakrasana, eight-angle pose.  She thought that it was absolutely NOT something she could do.  But I saw her practice through the hour.  I knew she could.  She just didn't understand the mechanics of executing it.  So, I guided her through it.  Step by step.  Breath by breath.  And she NAILED it.
Everyone clapped when she came out.  She was so impressed with herself.  And for that few minutes of total concentration and determination her mind was completely clear.  It was her sole focus.
And I took that feeling of exhilaration with me for the rest of the day.

That is the yoga I live.  That is the yoga I share.

Life is messy.  And it's hard.  But sometimes, we get an unexpected moment when someone else says, "You absolutely can do this.  You just have to try.  Let  me help.  Let me show you." 
But we have to be open to receiving.