Last night at The Soul Source, the music stopped and I didn’t restart it. Mother Nature stepped in and provided a wonderful orchestra of thunder and heavy rain. Outside, the spring rain washed away remnants of winter. Inside, beautiful souls were breathing, bending and sweating. As I left the studio, I was greeted with a hailstorm! A heavy reminder that each season, and lifetime, is rarely as we anticipate but precisely the experience we need.
Who knew that a Lululemon bag could be such a source of inspiration? The words of advice that my eyes are drawn to most often: “Do one thing a day that scares you.” Fear is a reoccurring theme in my conversations lately. As in — why is there so much of it?
During a recent weekend at Midwest Power Yoga, we discussed fear and how it shows up while teaching a class. We were told that “it’s just a bodily sensation — you can’t put it in a bucket.” Those bodily sensations usually means we are about to approach our edge, do something new. I like to think of it as jumping through a portal.
When did we become so fearful? Our first broken bone? Becoming parents? Middle age? Watching the evening news? The list goes on . . .
I’ve worked, yes worked, on welcoming my edge lately. Maybe not every day, but at least once a week.
Last week while skiing in Utah, I took a chair lift to the highest peak. I proceeded to tumble my way down a double black diamond trail. I was reminded that while I may ski well, I still fall fast and hard. I laughed my way down to safer territory and felt exhilarated for the rest of the day. I found my edge and fell right into it.
Yesterday morning in yoga class I was in wheel posture when I felt my teacher lean her leg into mine, felt her arms supporting my back, and I stood up. HELLO! “Now what?” I asked. “Bend backwards” she replied. With her support, I did. Sometimes it’s that simple. Take a risk, small or large. It might not actually result in getting you someplace different. I was still on my mat, but I was also beyond my edge.
It is the first Wednesday of 2011, the middle of the week. I find myself midway between many things lately. This particular Wednesday represents the midpoint between two personally important events. This past weekend a dear friend of mine, Shayne Broadwell, opened her own yoga studio, Core Essence, on the auspicious date of 1/1/11. Free classes were full of supportive people who applauded at the end of the first class. Seeing, and experiencing, Shayne teaching classes in a studio of her own was the perfect way to start this year. Please go see for yourself!
This coming weekend also represents something I am very excited about, a new yoga adventure for me. I will be studying with Deborah Williamson at Midwest Power Yoga in Appleton. Always a student, I look forward to stepping on the mat and soaking up the heat and wisdom. I can’t wait to share with you what I’ve learned.