devotion.

After I completed my 3 week immersion for yoga teacher training in 2001, I had a long drive home.

On the drive I reflected on how much I loved the little community of the studio in Rehoboth Beach, DE where I had spent 3 weeks immersed in learning about yoga, practicing and connecting with others who had a similar devotion to the practice as I did.

As I drove home, I contemplated how I could shift out of my full-time job and open a little studio just like the one I was leaving. I was not a business person, but I was devoted to yoga. I put my ideas together on that drive home and went to see my boss the following Monday.

I shared with him that I planned to devote the rest of my life to teaching yoga. My devotion to this practice we all love so much, was bigger than anything else I could be doing.

IBY will turn 19 in just a month and I feel just as devoted to this practice as I did back then. While so much has changed and I am not sure what the future holds, I know that I am as devoted to breath and movement this morning as I was on that drive home. Maybe more.

Devoted to the rise and fall of it all, the in and the out, the expansion and contraction. The devotion is the practice. The returning over and over with an open heart. The movement as an offering, the breath as prayer. Complete faith in the process of the practice.

Thank you for being part of our little community, almost 19 years old, beautifully devoted to yoga.

XO,
Tammy