I am usually in a hurry and want things done quickly, like when I painted the house I had just bought in 2004, and stopped all of life just for the purpose. I was eating fast food, not showering and just hurrying to get back to the job, to get it done. Until one day, as I was cleaning something I came accross my own image in the mirror, (not pretty, white paint on the face, hair for halloween, old dirty clothes, hands all roughed up) and I noticed it was probably time to stop, to take things a little easier.
Thinking about projects that take time made me poner about the yoga practice, which is, at least in my eyes, a long time, whole life, kind of process.
How many yoga teachers does it take to create one good yoga teacher? it is probably not a fix number and I am sure it changes, but I would say that, at least judging from my own journey and exploration, it is taking me north of 100 good teachers and north of 500 good friend/students/bloggers to even begin to scratch the surface of yoga.
I practiced outside today and could not bind in Mari - D, perhaps because I am not used to the early cool weather, and I noticed this tendency to rush, I should have been able to do it...
So today I am thinking about taking my time, this seems to be the theme of this year, maybe the purpose of my life? no matter how long it takes, but rather the awareness that is brought to every moment on the process, so that house in the stranded island can withhold the winds, that painting can be proudly display on the wall and emit an aura of what the mantra means to me, and my yoga practice can be the way I live life as the difference I want to make in the world.
I wonder how many of you share the feeling of wanting to rush too...
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