Every teacher needs a lesson. Every teacher needs to update their skills and experience and look outside the microscope of their own classroom. I had to remind myself why I had set my alarm clock for 9am on a bank holiday Saturday. Today I was the student.
The novelty of an outdoor yoga class in Dartmouth Square needed no real persuasion for me. Hook me in to mother earth and I am as happy as any yogini. Even a spring downpour did not dampen the spirits of the enthusiastic thirty or so participants who showed up waiting for the signal to get started.
We chose to work out and tune in under the natural protection of the vines, twisting their way up and around the wooden structure overhanging the path, opening into the large circle in the centre of the park.
Elbow to elbow we kept our balance and moved from downward dog to plank pose to cobra. Our mats filled with organic debris from the vines above, the birds tuning up around us as the odd shower of rain penetrated our safe little canopy of union. Breathing, stretching, strengthening and relaxing. A happy bunch of guys and gals moving in time and tune to the directions of Sinead our instructor. Collectively we appeared to be a perfectly coordinated group while individually we were all in pursuit of our own nirvana.
The twelve o’clock chime of the nearby church bell signalled that our practice was coming to an end. Indeed, the vibrations of the whole experience were felt and heard long after midday. The feeling of being elevated and energized rang in every cell in my body. Long after midnight the lingering feeling of a day well spent is still with me. Physically, mentally, emotionally and spiritually I have worked my day to its potential. I am grateful for the lessons that I have learned today: Keep it simple!!!
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