on having teachers

Growing up is hard, I'll say it, it simply is not that easy. And I want someone else to say that too. I need teachers and leaders and healers. I am seeking them and craving their gems.  I want them to say, “it’s okay” and “you’re doing fine” and “you’re not supposed to know”. 

I love that I have found teachers who use humor, tough love, compassion, wisdom and fun. I'm grateful for the days that I can show up to a yoga class and be fully led by a teacher, whose own life and experiences has shaped their practice and from which I can glean learning. As a young teacher myself, this is special.

Because this is the truth: we need community and family and circles and teachers and friends. We are not meant to do this thing alone.

And so I urge you to find teachers, everywhere. In friends and lovers and parents. In healers and bosses and community figures. In writers and poets and artists. Find those beings that have glinting wisdom and use it to brighten up when you need it. And here's the kicker, some days, you're that person, too.

Here's one of my favorites, a piece of poetry that soothes me. Take something from it, or not.

“Have patience with everything that remains unsolved in your heart. Try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books written in a foreign language. Do not now look for the answers. They cannot now be given to you because you could not live them. It is a question of experiencing everything. At present you need to live the question. Perhaps you will gradually, without even noticing it, find yourself experiencing the answer, some distant day.”
― Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet