I had surgery this Friday. That being said, I tried to be at Teacher Training as much as possible. Why? It’s my yoga family. In my town! I haven’t been to a training here in Wenatchee but it is so cool to have so many people that I truly adore coming to my home studio. They have become a new family, my yoga family.
I feel about them like I do my “California Cousins.” When they come to town, life as we know it stops. You make sacrifices, you do what it takes to spend every second you can with them.
Also, they care for me. I have people who really really care. They don’t fake it, they don’t have to. They don’t judge me or question it. They are all completely real and completely real in their love and kindness. They don’t have to try, they just do. There is nothing like the relationship I have with my yoga family. Love and respect. Mutual understanding. Unconditional acceptance. If you don’t have a yoga family, you should. And mine is pretty darn amazing.
I couldn’t make the hike yesterday, but I love these people. Beautiful.