First of all, I wore flip-flops today. I wore them outside, on my way to teach in Towson this afternoon. If for no reason other than that, life is very, very good. Also, the lavender polish is growing on me. It is a pleasant change.
That aside, the 500 hour training started tonight. When I signed up for it back in December, putting it in the queue with the thousand other things I am doing this semester, my teacher told me that it will support my other work. Tonight I understood what she meant. While I am a little nervous about the practice teaching workshops later in the training, sitting in the room tonight was a refuge. The past six months have been chaos in my head. It has been beautiful, creative, and left me feeling thoroughly broken. I am ready for what is next: beauty, creativity, and even the brokenness- but finding grace in it. Grace in the chaos. I don’t know how that is going to happen, all I know is that as our practice closed tonight I knew I was in the right place.
Other notes from the evening:
1. The proportion of men in the training is much greater than in the 200 hour, which makes the opening invocation sound very, very different.
2. Learning names will be much easier this time around. I already know seven of the sixteen other participants.
3. I was so dang happy to see everyone in that room tonight. If I could have hugged everyone at once, I would have.
4. I must, must, must put something under my head when we do yoga nidra on a wood floor. Owie.
