Wednesday, 5 September 2012

Tribute to Teachers

Astavakrasana/Eight-Angle pose
In school, they're called 'teachers', in the corporate world, they're called 'mentors', and in the yoga community, they're called 'gurus'. No matter how we choose to label them, their impact is immeasurable.
Take my 3rd grade teacher, Miss Rita Laberee, for instance. She had such an impact on my life that I remained in contact with her throughout high school. Then in 1999, I was privileged to work closely with Diesel Canada President, Lou Adler. And at my first yoga conference, I was forever enlightened by Seane Corn.
As an average student, I preferred the teachers who believed in me, rather than those who compared me to my academically gifted older sister. Throughout my career in fashion, I appreciated the bosses that accepted my mistakes because they were inspired by my passion. And in all the yoga classes I've ever taken, I'm continuously inspired by the teachers who remain authentic and don't take themselves too seriously (ever if their clients include celebs)!
While on the hunt for a yogic awakening during my vacation in Miami, I discovered there was a Jivamukti class (a rare find) at one of the studios. I booked my babysitters and made sure to attend the class. With only me and the studio owner as students that morning, I felt so grateful for the intimate session. As the teacher, Ganapati, guided us in Astavakrasana pose (PS - this was not a pose I was able to do yet), I struggled to get my legs parallel to the floor - actually I could barely get my feet off the floor, let alone straighten my legs! With a compassionate look, he encouraged me to keep practicing.
A week later, he was back on the class schedule, so I made sure to return. Once again, we were only two students and once again he guided us in Astavakrasana pose. He carefully studied my actions, as I was determined to balance in the pose for a few breaths. "Hug your tricep with your left leg, cross your right foot over the left, lean your torso forward, and at the same time, lift your butt back, extend your legs out to the left and squeeze your thighs....and keep breathing!" That was it! The eager student within me showed up with confidence and persistence. But it was Ganapati's clear instructions and encouragement that made it all possible.
You never forget the A-HA moments in your life when you go beyond your expectations. You also never forget the teachers, mentors, and gurus that supported your growth with compassionate guidance. To every teacher who comforted me when I felt discouraged, all the while championing my aspirations and restoring my confidence - I'm eternally grateful. To Ganapati (who until two weeks ago was a complete stranger), thank you for cheering me on while I experienced another unforgettable A-HA yoga pose. As September begins, with back to school, I'm reminded of all the teachers who constantly show up to make a lasting difference - THANK YOU.