Today was just a perfect, special, unforgettable day. My classmates and our teacher are some of the most beautiful souls I’ve ever had the blessing of getting to know. And to have shared with them such an indescribable experience for five months was a blessing all the same.
The most special part about today that will forever stand out in my memory as a yoga teacher (I can say that now!) was receiving our Sanskrit names, along with our certificates, which were all personally chosen by our teacher.
Mine was Sri Devi. It means “beloved goddess.” The name alone made me cry instantly. But it wasn’t until I was roaming around the studio sometime after the ceremony and took a minute to look at my own teacher’s certifications hanging on the walls, that the depth of the name was discovered. My guru, the prime example of a yogini and why I want to teach others the joys of becoming one, gave me the same Sanskrit name she received at the beginning of her own journey. Right there, I was so overwhelmed with god only knows what emotion that all I could do was hug the guts out of her. Honored is beyond an understatement.
Today was wonderful. Life is wonderful. But it’s only just the beginning…
Hari om tat sat.