In school we learn how to be the best copy cats. To get the A+, we discover that memorising every single word and sentences from the books is way better than sharing our own views and thoughts.

I have to admit, in the beginning when I started to teach yoga, I used the same method. I went to someone else’s class and tried to copy exactly what that teacher had shared with us – the sequence, the playlist, the theme. I guess it worked to a certain extent since people came to my classes even back than but it was exhausting and boring for me to memorise and I guess (and hope) that the yogis on the mat could tell that this wasn’t completely real and pure, that this was a teacher who used beautiful words but she hadn’t truly found her own way, her own voice, her own heart, in what she was sharing in the yoga room.

Today, I crave doing the opposite, the most boring thing I know is to copy someone else or having to adapt to “yoga-rules” when I teach. I know nothing better than closing my eyes, going deep inside myself, and see what wants to bubble from there. When the inspiration to a class, a retreat, a text, or anything else, comes from my own heart, from my own meditations, my own life… it is such a blessing, such a relief to share it with others.

I am sure we all have something magical, unique, pure to offer to the world but only when we resist the temptation to take the short way out, mimicking someone else. Only when we dare to go through the layers of pain, restlessness, anxiety to find our own heart and inspiration. Isn’t it so that regardless of subject, it is always interesting to listen to someone who is real and speaking form their open heart?