"Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack, a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in". - Leonard Cohen "Anthem"
No one ever said that yoga teacher training would be easy, nor did anyone say it would be all asanas and pranayama or puppies and rainbows.
Today was hard, in a much different way, we each told "our" story of how we have related to the yamas. As each woman told her story, all I could think of was how true Maya Angelou's quote is: "We are more alike, my friends, than we are unalike".
Each of us, afraid to share, to open the dark spaces we keep hidden, the "ugly" or "broken" things we all have but try our best to bury or hide. And as each story was told, my heart became so full. I love each and every one of them. For their courage, for their vulnerability, for in fact being a bit broken and better, for it. And being able to see myself in each one of them. Fears. Hurts. Insecurities. Miracles. Secrets. Forgiveness. Transgressions. Expectations. Disappointments. Betrayals. Lessons learned. We are more alike, my friends, than we are unalike.
In Japan there is an ancient art, called Kintsukuroi, which fixes broken pottery with lacquer resin dusted or mixed with powdered gold, silver, or platinum. "As a philosophy it speaks to breakage and repair becoming part of the history of an object, rather than something to disguise". It is deemed more beautiful for having been broken. It is a respected, treasured, and valued piece of pottery.
We too are alike.
Each story, as painful to tell, to hear, and to feel, was and is, part of what makes us the amazing people who we are today. As much as we keep these stories buried deep within us, in truth this is also what makes us shine. "For there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in". It is each and everyone of our jobs to let our light shine, for others, hell, the whole world to see.
Shine on, my friends, Shine On.
(Shine on and Stay Gold (like Johnny suggested in "The Outsiders")
We are all works in progress, my hope is that we may all bloom to our full potential, to be our radiant selves, so that our light may brighten others.
A Blooming Yogini is someone on a journey to their authentic self, a union of mind, body and spirit to a more healthy, thriving , and vibrant you.
Live. Love. Bloom.
Casandra Barnes - The Blooming Yogini