As we flow from season to season, into a fresh phase…

This is a heartfelt namaste for yoga instructors everywhere.

For you who show up, set up, and open yourselves up,

To you who create space to expand our journey within—

We say namaste.

To you, the gods and goddesses whose words

Convey the ancient practices to us now,

Whose voices guide us to flow, pause, or just be still.

(Fold. Find your breath. Rise-up tall. Root down deep. Let it go.)

To you, whose faith in us patches our wounds from an injured past,

Whose patience with us washes away fears that we are not enough,

Whose artistry orchestrates beauty in us that we didn’t know was there—

For all of this, we say namaste.

To you, who lead and mentor:

Do you know that the world would be darker without you?

That life would get harder if you were to go away?

Your work is sacred.

We know that the force of yoga belongs to everyone,

And our practice belongs to us, of course.

But you set us on the path;

Your guidance makes it possible.

And for this, we are grateful.

And this is what we mean when we say namaste.

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