After years of practice, I’ve established regular walking, asana, and sitting practices each day. This mostly solo practice time is essential not only for my health and well-being but for any embodied truth to transmit in what I teach, and it’s the work of yoga.
But it’s hard to shake the feeling that this isn’t work. That the “real” work somehow awaits me elsewhere, probably at the computer, or in an office, rather than on the mat, the cushion, or in the studio.
This week, I had three separate random conversations with yoga teachers about “the i-Word,” as one person labeled it, the isolation of working as a yoga teacher. Even for those teaching in a yoga studio setting.
One of these yogis said to me, basically: We go to teach – the teacher who taught the class just before ours is leaving – we leave as the teacher after us arrives – and the students are students….
So to connect with ourselves and each other takes strong intention and action — reaching out and checking in, checking in and reaching out — to keep the practice and the community of practice, at the center.