We all walk our own paths in life, sometimes forgetting that we all walked off the same road to get to these paths. Our journeys as different as they may seem are all rooted in the same place, the heart.
Although there was a great language barrier between me and my students we still shared a common thread, the willingness and desire for change. This came in the form of both the philosophy and physicality of what Yoga means to me. I taught my students that the most important part of our practice was the heart. Explaining that the body will become stronger over time but the heart is the origin of this force that has given us Life. With only the few words that I knew in Spanish (no one spoke English) I was able to explain this concept and gain a trust that is often lost within these communities.
Their trust and openness allowed me to teach them how to look deeper.
After every class we would put our heads together, inhale, hum as we exhale and create a relaxing wave that washed over the room.
We all met as strangers and slowly remembered that we were already friends.