Beep! Beep! Beep! 5:00AM! The alarm clock rings. Ughhhh thursday morning 6:30am class already? Can you see I’m a grump in the morning? I’ve been struggling with this 6:30am class. Sometimes I wish I didn’t have to get up that early to teach especially cause it’s still a growing class. I’m lucky to get 3 people. Today as I sit there wondering if someone was gonna show up, one person walks in at 6:38am. “Oh crap!” I say to myself. It’s an older man probably 30 years my senior. He had a pot belly.
I totally judged him. I would’ve rather drove back home and jumped back into bed than teach this old man. I know, I know, I broke the teachers pledge… to be present for each and every student. But hey, I’m human too and a human with lack of sleep is a human with lack of sleep….
Leave it to a few good rounds of Sun A and B to wake me up. Actually he inspired me. He knew his stuff. I had to keep up with him! Wow! We flowed. We breathed. We sweated. And then, I gave him the choice of inversion. “I’ll do a handstand,” he says.
Really? I thought to myself. Asked him if he’s done it before because we didn’t have time to teach it. “Yep.” he said. Ok. I watched him set up by the wall. One leg goes up. Right when I thought he was gonna donkey kick himself up, he floated up with ease and breath. With ease and breath.
I am inspired. I am inspired. I am inspired.
As each student should begin as a beginner, a teacher needs to begin as the student.
(J.D. if you’re reading this… thanks for making my morning! I enjoyed your presence and am deeply grateful for the lessons you taught me.)