I did yoga at home today. My husband has moved his classes to our house. Usually I get up and walk around Greenlake during his morning classes (just three days a week), but today I decided to stay and do yoga.
It was a WONDERFUL class and I felt so grateful to have people practicing yoga and 'omming' in my home. The energy of our lovely home feels so serene thanks to the people who show up to offer this practice and peace to our space.
Gratitude is what I felt.
Gratitude for the people who woke up, got in their cars and drove to my little house for yoga.
Gratitude for being able to just stop and tune in.
Before class I did my own little practice. I placed my mat in the corner and got my block and belt from a shelf nearby. I set myself up in the back of the room.
Before the students arrived, I began moving on my own. I moved into eagle and then warrior pose. It felt so good. Sometimes I forget how good yoga feels.
Life is sometimes hectic. It's easy to get caught up in the stress, especially this time of year.
I was so grateful to have this break right here.
I'm grateful to my husband who has taught so many people yoga and continues to teach joyfully despite the fact that he no longer has his studio. What I realized is that it was not the place people were coming for, it was him. They enjoyed Yoon and they liked his class.
I enjoy it too. I'm so glad I decided to stay and do yoga.
Have you ever experienced a change that you thought would be difficult, but turned out to be a blessing?