It's Okay to Love What You Do

Tonight reminded me of that.

I looked in the rearview mirror at my reflection and what I saw was myself beaming back. I just sat dawn in the drivers seat of my car after teaching what was my first class in a new city, but also ending the longest spell I have gone without teaching since I started. I don’t know how to explain the knowing of what you’re meant to do. I don’t know how to explain what it feels like when you absolutely know you are right where you are supposed to be, doing exactly what you are supposed to do. In that moment of pure bliss after leaving the studio, I knew no matter what, everything would always be okay. As long as I stay true to who I am and what I’m meant to do. Not everyone figures out what they’re meant to do, and I’m determined not to waste the opportunity.

I’m so grateful after every teaching experience, the only thing I can do is give back, give more. You have no idea how grateful. I almost cried simply thanking the students for showing up, for sharing their vulnerable practice space with me. Their sacred space. Who am I not to completely honor and respect the people who show up and share? It will never get old. The feeling of right-ness, when you are doing what you love, it’s indescribable. All I can say is, don’t ever give up chasing it. Maybe that’s the reason I love to teach. It gives me a reason to get up and get excited every day, it is my drive and my purpose and my passion. All my ultimate goals lead back to a space of sharing what I know with others. Sometimes, I feel like the studying I want to do and all the workshops and trainings I invest in are selfish. Sometimes, I feel like such a phony, like I’m only doing things for my personal gains. Then nights like tonight happen. I didn’t even know how much I was getting paid for this class, and didn’t even care. I simply wanted to share what I love. I realized it didn’t matter, paid enough or not enough, or maybe not at all sometimes. My goal was to give my best.

Tonight, I realized that it’s okay that I love my work so much that it feels selfish. I love it so much I feel like I’m only doing it for me, when really, I would be nothing without the collective "you". My fellow yogis and practitioners, that show up and share with me, with us teachers, with each other. It’s all for the good of the community, the practice, the yoga. It’s okay that I love what I do so much that I’m afraid of it. It’s okay to have found where I’m meant to be, and claim it as my own. It’s not selfish, it’s pure love. I want everyone to experience this pure love in their life. I want to be able to help you access it. I deeply care about each human being experiencing the peace of pure love. Even if it’s fleeting, even if it’s once a week in a 1-hour yoga class, I’m dedicating my life, my money and my time, so I can continue giving each and every person that meets me on their mat the best experience possible. I was reminded of so much tonight. I’m overwhelmed by how much I care about this practice, and every single practitioner, and every single person in the world who could heal like I healed. So I guess what I'm trying to say is, if you find something you know you.re meant to be doing, don't hold yourself back. Don't stop yourself from falling in love with whatever it is that makes sense to you.

Love, Kari

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