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Connections fascinate me. Why did we meet? How did we meet? When did we meet? I often get revelations of interconnection. I’m referring to those moments when a challenge is solved with the help of an unsuspecting angel or someone comes into your life seemingly for the sheer purpose of steering you in a certain direction. My SOYA yoga training happened that way. As a new yoga enthusiast back in 2001, I befriended a girl from the studio I attended in St. Albert, AB. Over tea one day she pulled out her teacher training application and told me I should do it too. After some research, I also registered for the program and my new friend suddenly disappeared from my life without warning until I happened across her 10 years later.

The mystery of it all engages my imagination better than a juicy novel. I can spend countless hours talking about serendipitous meetings or opportunities to support someone that led to new information or discoveries about an interest of mine. Usually these revelations of interconnection leave me humbled to be part of a grander scheme, the same way a good magic trick makes your eyes grow wide and you shake your head while repeating, “No way! I don’t believe this. No way!”

I often get this sense when I’m practicing yoga too. I remember when I first learned about the relationship between the pads of my fingers and the nature of my wrists, I literally kept people waiting for me because I was so enthralled by what happened to my wrists when I pressed the pads of my fingers together in prayer position. Similarly, when I learned that positioning my foot a certain way eliminated knee pain in a favourite pose, it blew my mind. These connections leave me humbled by discovery and by all that is yet to be discovered. It’s what flavours my practices with awe and beginner’s mind.

My clearest moments are when I’m in this wonderment-filled head space, whether on the yoga mat or reflecting on angels and mentors. And in these clear moments I get an inclination that connection is a major part of why we are here. To let people in and continually ask, “How can I be of service?” To be intrigued and enamoured not only by pivotal people who grace us with a tap of their magic wands but also by the person in the mirror. After all, yoga means to join. There is an intrinsic sense of unity in its meaning- to reconnect to your best self which leads to more authentic connections with others.

That post-Savasana feeling where you are overcome with the urge to smile at strangers or you are just more available for life, those are simply happy by-products of connection. In the ancient teachings of The Talmud there is a quote, “every blade of grass has an angel bending over it saying, Grow! Grow!” Sometimes we are the blade of grass, sometimes the angel, often we are both simultaneously. The questions of why, how and when don’t matter as much as the longing to grow and openness to what that looks like.



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