10 years into my yoga practice, I'm realizing just how close I remain to the beginning... just sweating it out.
When I consider Mr. Iyengar's personal accomplishments, and by extension, the accomplishments of his students and their students and so on, it is mind boggling. Even today, several generations removed from the original source of these teachings, I remain intimately connected to Mr. Iyengar's immeasurable personal impact on the evolution of Hatha yoga.
In my short career as a yoga teacher, I've reached thousands of students. How many more teachers like myself are out there, sharing the light of yoga? How many more have benefited from this man's contribution to the evolution of yoga in the West?
Ultimately, yoga is the practice of taking ownership of my seat and being comfortable in my own skin; the practice of embracing my talents and discovering my limitations; the practice of cultivating the courage to follow my heart and the discipline to carve out that path.
As I see it, the greatest homage that I can pay to the source of these teachings, to all of my teachers, is to continue to sweat. Reciprocally, it's the same price I pay to serve my students.