I have this deep fear that I will bore students.  That they'll all look up collectively from their down dog and leave in unison because they've all heard it before and done it before. I sometimes feel like I have to dazzle the students with a crazy-ass brilliant theme and a crazy-ass brilliant sequencing... Where does this fear come from? 

One of my favorite teachers, Naime, bless his heart, would do almost the same sequencing every class years ago at City Yoga.  I looked forward to handstand and then forearm balances. I looked forward to half moon and then pigeon. To urdhvas at the end. We would hear about his sons Luca and Milo and it NEVER got boring!  I loved his class. I miss his class! Yet, why do I expect so much from myself?

I didn't cheat.

It went great.

And it was different cause the students are different and I'm different and each class is a living, breathing and fluid organism.

And if I step back a little, the shakti, the great mother energy, will take over and will let each particular class reveal itself into its own unique identity.

Theme:

must you ask? 

(grounding) see previous posts...

Highlights: 

*I got to teach hip openers again! Oh happy day.

*A student got into full lotus for the first time!

*One of my students, a lovely yet ornery man, said that he couldn't do lotus, before he actually tried it! So I asked him to keep an open heart and try and... he did half lotus! And he was smiling! We never know when a breakthrough is going to happen. We never know...

*A yogi in class today had an injured right hamstring so I helped widen her thigh in parsvakonasana when her right leg was back, and she said it felt amazing.

Some things to work on:

*Remember what they say in the Christian tradition: "The soul rejoices in hearing what it already knows." 

This material is never boring as long as it throbs in me.