YAM, Gold Coast, QLD Videos

I remember in the first week of my nursing degree the lecturer opened with “Nursing is not glamorous”. Sure? I was 17. What does it matter? This quickly rings true once you’re face-to-face with the ebbs and flows of a hospital microcosm. Nursing is not ‘glamorous’ in the sense of the word, when you are with human beings at their absolute lowest, dealing with heartbreak and tragedy and diagnosis and grief, but you find value and meaning in the mundane, with your heart sitting with the support of a huge team and find fulfilment in supporting so many individual moments in so many lives. This is what carry’s you.

This morning’s class too was not ‘glamorous’. I want both my practice and teaching to always feel honest and authentic and raw, but when the rain started to pelt down on us, I found it difficult to achieve my regular sense of pleasure and fulfilment on my mat.

Thank you Sharni for packing up with me and getting me across the road to a park shelter, where we finished the last 40 mins of the class together. With the rain coming in sideways… I digress.

While I always want students to feel expanded and uplifted after a nourishing class, this reminded me that yoga too can feel wobbly and sandy and saturated and cold, and therein provides perhaps the greatest challenge to still be able to drop in and discover inner strength, mental calm whole body awareness and stability. I needed this reminder today.
“Yoga allows us to shine the light of awareness into the darkest depths of our being” 🌧🌤☀️