|For Kendra K: From Google Images|
I had an interesting day yesterday, interesting in that it involved several shifts in focus and persona. The day began with Breath and Meditation class, moved through a visit with the Regina Weavers and Spinners Guild at the Farmers' Market, on to six hours of Yoga Teacher Training. The biggest shift occurred when I became a hockey wife after class and headed to a bar for a steak supper. It was a long, full, good day.
"So what?" you ask, and you are right-there's nothing special about going from one thing to another in the course of a day. Unless, that is, you have just spent six hours studying the Yoga Sutras of Patanjali and your favourite section of those sutras is Chapter III, the Pada on Mystic Powers.
I've said that I don't pretend to understand much about the Sutras. I know a bit more because of our class lecture and discussion. I've puzzled over whether Mystic Powers are real or allegorical and I admit the possibility of both, which seems more likely now that we've done some group study. I realize Now that I don't need to search for strange mystic powers-my entire day proved that, like everyone else, I already possess them. In one day, I transformed from a teacher into a community member/friend into a student into a wife, sister, aunt, drinking wine in a bar with a bunch of old-time hockey players. I was and am all those things sequentially and at once and Now the day begins again. Who knows what I'll be today?
How much more magical can a gal get?