Last week I passed by a tree right as the wind picked up. 20 or 30 leaves suddenly began their journey to the ground. Some went stem-first and quickly fell, some caught a draft and slowly, slowly floated their way down, some went twirling and spinning through the air like a whirling dervish.
But they all got there. They all got to the ground. They just did so in their own very unique way.
One of the things I have deeply appreciated about teaching online for all these months is the opportunity my students have had to practice without comparisons, to practice their own practice and to give themselves what they need without feeling like someone else is watching them.
Yes, there are things I miss about being in-person, about being around other humans and feeling that deep human connection in a class.
But there is something deeply special about seeing my students in their own practice, with no one else around to compare themselves to, taking the needs of their own body into account.
Just like those beautiful leaves, taking their own unique journey to the ground, so to are we on our very own, unique journey. May we give ourselves permission to take our journey without comparison, without judgement of ourselves.
I am so deeply grateful for each of you, have a wonderful weekend dear friends.