It made me realize yesterday, that it really isn't me that is teaching, but I am simply allowing the gift of yoga flow through me. As my teacher did for me, and her teacher did for her. I worked hard to learn so I could teach, but then it becomes a matter of trusting that the lessons will come when the students are ready, or the right lesson will come on the right day. I love how that works, and the more I believe that, the more of a joy it is to teach. I can't imagine not doing this. It has added a richness to my life I can't fully comprehend. But for which I am so grateful.
Life is meant to just like that. We learn lessons each day and then allow the wisdom of those lessons to flow through us. That is what attracts me to people older than me: the peace and grace they posses that allows life wisdom to flow through them. If we only listen. This week I had an incident where I thought I had a lesson to teach, but really the lesson was mine to learn. I didn't handle that as graciously as I would like. So I am still learning from life and the people around me. We never quit learning.