When I began to teach yoga, the saying "the more I know, the more I realise what I do not know," came brilliantly to life. 

Welcome to my blog.

Writing a blog has always seemed intimidating. The main issue arises: what to write about? In this age of social web media ubiquity, I do find myself thinned out posting on every available venue to share what pops up in my day, my brain, my heart: Facebook-ing, Instagram-ing, Twitter-ing, Pinterest-ing, Path-ing and every other "ing" out there. And now a blog. More sharing redux?

This blog is a place for sharing my thoughts and ideas as a mother, a wife, a yogi, a buddhist, a daughter, a teacher and all the other myriad facets this life has gifted me with. Hopefully I can do the faceted jewel justice. 

Everyday I am reminded by little things, to be thankful that yoga came into my life, 15 years ago during my first savasana on my living room floor. And from that moment drifting into that unique dimension that only yoga can give, I was forever hooked on this beautiful practise. 

This morning, I got up and did my personal practise. My body was tight, aching and quite frankly, I felt every bit of my 48 years. Contrary to popular belief, yoga teachers do get out of bed and feel that the body doth protest too much. But going through my vinyasa practise, the pains melt away, the magic flow that yoga gives to body, mind and spirit begins to come alive and 90 minutes later, laying in a savasana, the body aches and mind worries prior are gone. And this is the consistent, reliable, amazing, beautiful magic that my yoga practise gifts me with everyday; it makes me whole again, it makes me into someone I never thought I could be. It makes me better than I was before. 

When you add a teaching dimension to this experience, the combined power is indeed, formidable and exceptional. To be able to teach yoga is one of the greatest gifts this life has honoured me with. The ability to share with others something I so dearly love, the opportunity to help others on their yoga journey, the humility of learning from the very students whom I teach daily--all this was something that I never expected when I agreed to do my first substitute teaching class, (under duress no less) many years ago. Everyday I step on my yoga mat, I come home to that familiar, powerful tide of Ujayyi breath that brings me into the core of who I am, I raise my hands in Urdhva Hastasana together with all my students, we begin to breath as one, and I know that I am complete again. And I feel as if all of us on our yoga mats, together, complete each other and make each other better people-on the mat and off. I know for sure I am a better person by being a teacher to all my yogi friends. As I teach, so am I taught daily by those who come to share their yoga journeys with me. 

We are all challenged to be the best versions of ourselves, not for ourselves alone, but for the benefit, the welfare, of sentient beings. In Mahayana buddhism we learn about the Bodhicitta heart: "The aspiration to achieve enlightenment in order to liberate all living beings." In some small, lovely way, being "in yoga" on and off the mat, brings all of us that much closer to achieving our Bodhicitta heart. 

"Lokah Samasta Sukhino Bhavantu"