As you might already know, last Thursday was my birthday. This means I got to start the day teaching--which is my favorite way to start the day. What a gift! But as I shared with the class last week, that wasn't always the case. I used to stress about it, starting the night before. "What am I going to teach? What poses will my students like? What will they find inspiring? Will they even show up?? Will they come back? What am I going to wear??"
The problem with these questions is that they were all about me and how I was doing and how I would be perceived. I'm telling you now--that's a real joy-sucker. WHILE I'm teaching I've always loved it, but the lead time had strife. Unnecessary strife, to be sure. Because I was missing it! I was missing the gift life had handed me with my silly worrying. So I changed the language. Now, instead of thinking, "I have to...