This week has been full of tenderness.
I began my week with a massage from Justin at The Breathing Room that was out of this world, followed by yoga classes filled with beautiful students. Tuesday, I spent the entire day listening and receiving Boylston Street with my Qi Inner Gym family for our first experiment with HEAL BOylSTON. On Wednesday I breathed (with the help of my friends Jamie and Todd). On Thursday evening, I had the honor of sharing the stage at the Lily Pad with my good friend, and incredible musician, Laurence Scudder and the epically talented Ben Cosgrove. And then on Friday, I packed my bags and headed for the mountains. I spent my weekend in the Berkshires at Kripalu assisting a workshop lead by two remarkable women, Jovinna Chan and Jurian Hughes.
I'm not sure my heart could get any more tender.
During the workshop this weekend, Jovinna and Jurian shared with us a blessing by none other than our dear friend, John O'Donahue! And guess which one it was... Yup. This week's blessing. For realz.
I thought my heart was going to burst... or grow wings and make for the clouds... or sink in the the deepest depths of my soul.
It was one of those moments that makes me feel like I'm on The Truman Show... The Mally Show.
It is difficult to put into words what it was like going back to Kripalu almost exactly a year after I spent a month there learning what it means to be a yoga teacher. As I drove through the mountains, I was surprised to find myself afraid. I didn't know how my body and heart would react to being back in that sacred place again.
(To my sangha ~ you were with me every step I took this weekend... thank you <3)
As we settled into meditation during our first workshop session on Friday night, Jovinna said to us, "celebrate coming home to yourself."
At the start of my teacher training last year, I had no idea how much of a home I would find in yoga.
On my drive back to Cambridge tonight, while reflecting on my weekend, I was filled with a powerful sense of gratitude for the beautiful synchronicity of life. Kripalu, and all of the inspiring people I met during my time there last July, brought me to those "out of the way places of the heart" - it was there that I found the courage to dream again, to "step onto new ground" without a plan or destination. It was there that the fire of change was lit.
And so here I am today, in a time of life-shaking transition, a time of new beginnings. A new beginning in my professional life... a new beginning in my relationships... A NEW BEGINNING, and Kripalu received me with open arms, reminding me that I am exactly where I am meant to be. This is The Mally Show!
In a moment of pause this weekend, Jurian offered up this pearl of wisdom that lead me to my art project this week: "Wherever you are, know that you are held."
Thank you to Jovinna, Jurian, Lisa, Wendy, Amanda, the 50 people who shared their souls with us during the workshop, Erin, Jane, Scott and Jess for holding me this weekend.
Wherever you are, know that you are held.