Tuesday, September 4, 2012


I often say "I like it when people don't like my class." I believe if someone doesn't like my class, they're not meant to take it, and I wish them the best in finding a class they do like. I've been subbing every Thursday at a studio in Santa Fe. My experience so far, is that the many students really dig it. On my way out last Thursday, I overheard a guy who had taken my class ask someone for a suggestion on a different class--he didn't like mine. You might not believe it but Little Miss I Like It When People Don't Like My Class over here got her feelings a tiny hurt. I noticed the way I was feeling and remembered my big old opinion on the matter and before I even had a chance to turn the beat around, there was someone calling my name from across the parking lot. It was this beautiful yoga teacher, Laurence, which rhymes with how French people say France. She had taken my class and came running out after me to say thank you and to tell me that I was the real deal. "The real deal" struck me as a particularly American idiom and I graciously thanked her. What a doll, and what great timing.

I had my doubts about being called the real deal but I decided to go with it, this French lady was so alluring and my teacher Jen had JUST mentioned I was getting a PhD in the truth. Yesterday, any and all imaginings I may have had about being the real deal were squashed when I met the real deal holyfield.

THIS lady who's class I took yesterday was INTO it: we ommed in almost every pose and then some more silently in our hearts, we spent 10 minutes massaging our abdomens with yoga blocks, and she kept reminding us to imagine our legs were made out of red-clay earth. She wasn't afraid of being herself and she wasn't afraid of sharing her spirituality. Even though I kinda giggled, I was with her. In honor of Labor Day, she asked us to be grateful for every person who helped us, in all of the things we do, for their talent. Car mechanics, grocery-store clerks, school bus drivers, the postlady and postman. I loved hearing the word talent--which can seem so precious--in this context. Merriam-Webster defines talent as "the natural endowments of a person, "something that everybody has. On the path to replacing the word "them" with "us," this was a great reminder.

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