Diary of a Yoga retreat - Day 10 - final class

The last class of the entire retreat. The air is palpable with energy. Everyone ready. "Give us what you've got teacher and lets begin". 3 breaths in each posture. Already I know this will be strong. Full vinyasa, this means we come to standing between each sitting posture. We complete a full suryanamaskara A between each posture and for most people that is quite strong. Well it was called the strong retreat wasn't it. Jumping back on each side of the sitting postures as well, strong.

Beautiful for me. I find a rhythm with my teacher on my right and the cute girl on my left. We connect and blossom. The yoga has a profound and illuminating affect on me. I could and do go on and on and on about this but it is true. It is impossible to ignore for me. This is the correct place for me. This is where my hearts sweeps and soars, like a bird flying.

Every posture is like a kiss to my muscles, every breath is life giving nectar. Everyone stays together and every posture is felt deeply within my heart. Resonating love, bliss and gratitude. I have come together with all these people, from all around the world and we have not met each other before. Yet I feel as though they are showing me their hearts and souls and that is precious. A gift.

We finish the class and we chant. The sound of my voice has changed because I stopped looking for it. I stopped looking for my voice and it found me. I am able to chant with sweetness and strong vibration. I am aware my teacher feels this and she is happy. We don't always need to get our teachers approval but it is nice to do so sometimes and I like this feeling today.

It has taken me 3 years to be able to sit and sing, not so long in the grand scheme of life.

We finish with a closing circle and as always people are in tears. Closing circles are notorious for crying people. This is a place where we can speak from our heart but mostly people feel nervous and rush what they are saying. I have been very guilty of this rushing over the years but today feels different for me.

A clarity and dignity envelops me and today my teacher cries at what I say. My heartfelt mutterings caused her to cry. Not bad. What she sees in me is my best. What that allows me to give her is my very best. As I said, this yoga path for me is a gift. To find a place to access the best of me and take that out into my life and bring it to my family is wonderful.

I am ready for breakfast now".