It never ceases to amaze me how I can start the day in a very low place yet end it much better. What did I do to change the mood? Teach.
Like many women from time to time I get full of self doubt. Have I made the right decisions in my life? Should I have stayed home with my kids until the graduated high school and not just through elementary? Everyone makes mistakes, I understand that. But are they truly mistakes if we learn lessons and improve our lives as a result? Perhaps. But if we don't improve our life as a result they certainly were in vain. I choose to constantly try to do better.
So somehow on those days where I find myself wallowing in depression all it seems to take is a little yoga practice of my own, or a yoga class to teach, to bring me back to the reality that I am exactly where I should be. Yesterday was no exception. My morning class was empty, sometimes when this happens I use the time to focus on my own practice, but I knew what the day held and I decided to pace myself. After lunch I taught back to back: a private - children's yoga - gentle yoga - and a second private. Although exhausted at the end I was also full of joy, full enough to prepare dinner for my husband and me on a night where I would have normally ordered something.
I've come to the conclusion that the practice, either as a student or as a teacher, gives to me everything that I give to it.
Namaste' have a great day