Finding Authenticity in a Yoga Class

  

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I was on my way to the gym last night to work out. It was my first time venturing out in almost three days and I felt brave driving on the dramatically wet roads,
surrounded on either side with snow piled so high as to make the familiar landscape unrecognizable.

My phone lit up, indicating an email had come in. I’m sure the gentleman driving behind me thought I had lost my mind or perhaps just wished I’d put my hands back on the steering wheel to drive more safely as I whooped and hollered and waved my arms around.

There was going to be one yoga class that took place last night in three days. I turned around and there I went. To meet a group of wise, beautiful women and practice together in the cold, icy night. We created warmth and community and light and joy. Not every class is like that, but last night’s was. Celebrating authenticity. Diving deep inside and finding the truth and essence. Perhaps patience. Perhaps moderation. Perhaps comfort. Community, absoloutely.

Thank you Colette, Dina, Natasha, Heather and two lovely others:

If you want to become whole,
let yourself be partial.
If you want to become straight,
let yourself be crooked.
If you want to become full,
let yourself be empty.
If you want to be reborn,
let yourself die.
If you want to be given everything,
give everything up.

- Tao Te Ching