For instance, today I was teaching a class. I have been teaching Sirsasana 1 in every class for the last month. I teach it, demo it, talk about it, give helpful alignment points, even talk about the benefits of the pose. 

I say, "if you need to use a wall, please do. If you want me to check your neck call me. I you have a question, please ask. If you can do it safely in the middle of the room, please do." I feel like I'm being a good teacher. 

Today one of my students, an incredibly sweet, tall, newer student who is still becoming aware of his body and his practice, all of a sudden decided to do the pose in the middle of the room. I was looking around the room, checking someone's neck when I realized that he was up and in the middle of the room. I got initially scared because he is really tall and is newer to the practice. He also has fallen before in my classes. So my universe was scared for a moment. But then I saw that he seemed steady and then my universe became calm. And then I saw that he was wavering and I called his name and told him to be careful, told him he was going to fall and he fell. He fell and hit his shoulder so bad that he left the class. My universe became frightened and scared for him. I managed to teach the rest of the class and it went well but I was a mess. I was so worried for him. All of a sudden I was not paying attention while I was driving home, and I even got a ticket. Then I got home and talked to him and he was fine. He was just shaken up. I told him to please use the wall from now on. We had a good talk. I wished him well. We hung up, and I felt completely better. 

Look at all the different experiences I went through in just a few hours! I went from teaching a great class, to worrying sick, to feeling like I was the worst teacher, to consider never teaching Headstand again, to feeling even more worried... Look at all the scenarios my mind created in such a short amount of time. And imagine what he went through as well!

In a few hours I'm going to board a plane and head to Puerto Rico to celebrate my parent's 40th anniversary. Whenever I'm on a plane and I happen to look out the window and see all the cities, houses, streets, I feel so insignificantly small. And yet right now in my apartment, with my two cats who love me, writing my blog, I feel that I matter. 

And as I write these words, I notice that there's a spider right at the corner of my Ikea desk, weaving a little web. 

Happily living in her Universe. 

And so it goes... 

So many perspectives of realities, and all of them are true. 

Again, to quote Swami Shantananda, "There is no correct way of seeing this universe; every viewpoint, no matter how odd or oblique, has a foundation in Reality. It is just one more way in which the universe manifests. And we know that it manifests in an immense variety of forms- this diversity is the very question that sutra 3 addresses."

May we continue to watch and participate in the play of Consciousness. 

May we watch the events of our day unfold and honor other's points of views. 

May we know that we matter; 

May we know that we are small; 

May we know that we are both the drop and the ocean.