As I sit in my plush, leather office chair at my desk and feel the hidden places in my physical body longing for the mat, I wonder, 'What is this life about'? I find myself at the end of a day like many of us have from time to time. A day where you are sure that it will overcome you: the troubles conquer your very soul. A day when you feel that you are being challenged to live or to die. And you are faced with the decision: Do you put on your armor or do you crawl in a hole and hide? And that is where I find God. In the weak moments of wondering who I can turn to and on what can I depend.
So, I sit, lifting tall off sitsbones and inhale all that I have before me, filling my soul with life and strength and God. This is the time that I come to deeply appreciate the science of yoga, whose aim is that of union with God. I know my faith. I know it irrefutably and undeniably so, but to yoga, it has no care. Just that it leads you. As a teacher, I know that this science aims only at furthering your own need for union with God. And as a practitioner, I cherish that it leads me beautifully to union.
As I draw in the last few full breaths of my day and cherish that this day will end, I pray you as well might grow to cherish the yoke that yoga was so very, very long ago, designed to be. Oneness with the Divine.
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