Betty is having a bad day. “What’s up,?” I say to her right after she finishes modified triangle. She doesn’t answer and switches sides. I’ve learned to wait with Betty. She is, after all, 78, a widow, with, to quote her directly, “many, many operations behind her.” I really love her, and I tell her so as I assist her into supported Uttanasana. She wiggles her hips in appreciation. My life is complete.

I have this awesome job, in fact I have the beginnings of an awesome company. One of its highlights is the way in which the practice of yoga enhances an experience of partnership and community, or as I like to call it, a Kula, a community of the Heart. There are great, intangible, wondrous blessings that manifest out of these kind of gatherings. I am never surprised when people who initially came together as strangers are inviting one another out for lunch, offering rides, clapping one another through a challenging posture; believing in each other and by extension more firmly in themselves.

I’ve recognized that this concept of Kula springs out of the desire for community within my own heart. When I arrived in Minnesota, I wanted to connect, belong, be me, offer up my gifts and talents and witness transformation. I had no idea at the time that the greatest shifts were going to take place within my own self. Its humbling, oftentimes breath-taking and definitely scary. I’m all in anyway.

“Your’s is a spiritual practice, Susan,” Betty’s friend Shirley says to me at the end of class. She’s almost 80, quiet, focused, did a balanced half moon with a chair assist against the wall today for the first time. “That’s why I like it so much. I’ve shifted into wonder.” She smiles.

Wow, I think to myself. Honor this moment. It’s why you are here.

Betty waves as she walks out the door.




About livebig365

Join me as I dive in to the deep end of the pool and challenge myself to live big and love big. What does that mean? In 2012 , I accepted the invitation to push myself beyond my comfort zone, at least once a day, and engaged and responded to my life, or a given situation in my life, in a way that would normally scare the hell out of me. Why did I do it it? Because it was time time to begin, and I was ready! Each day brought a new revelation, lesson, challenge, encounter, a teaching moment, that revealed to me that living big and loving big are uniquely interconnected. Welcome 2013, the year of lovebig 365. Each post was an expression of love experienced, witnessed, inspired, manifested. It didn't always make sense in the moment, and yet its sheer mystery hopefully evoked a beautiful affirmation of life and all of its shimmery brightness; broken up, lovely to behold, tender and full of purpose. 2014, jagged, bumpy, disjointed posts. 2015, silence, and plenty of growth within that silence. Manifesting 2016: The creation of a gathering place for gratitude. Join in the wavering, audacious, unequivocal fun. 2017: Reflection 2018: POWER, MAGIC, TRANSFORMATION
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4 Responses to DAY 39: WOW, GRATITUDE!

  1. Isn’t it wonderful when you create a space for someone to do something, in this case your yoga class, where Shirley feels able to do something she didn’t think was possible. Now that’s magical! Allow yourself to relish that moment x


  2. Linda R Neff says:

    Shifting into wonder. A big hug to Shirley for sure and to you for helping her make the shift. xoxo


  3. livebig365 says:

    I know, right, Beautiful. Heard from Breaking Free today! They are so excited and supportive! So, now I have two charities. And, how to with donations. When you have 15 minutes. Maybe Friday afternoon?


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