I was teaching a class at The Yoga House last night and while cueing a pose I forgot the name for forearm. There was a bit of commotion going on outside our doors as a movie crew was setting up to shoot a film, and it had distracted me. I turned to the class and said, “you know, that body part between your elbow and your wrist? What’s that called again? Put that on the floor.”
It was not a perfectly taught class.
It’s important sometimes to take a step back and ask ourselves why do we want to be perfect? Does it really serve us to strive for perfection or is being good sometimes good enough? We explore this in yoga as we breathe, move and learn to accept the present moment for whatever the present moment is.
My imperfections and I will be teaching tomorrow hoping your good enough self can join me.