You’re Never Too Old…

… never too bad, never too sick, never too late and never too sick to start from scratch once again. | Bikram Choudhury |

And the seniors at the retirement home I visited today proved me just that.

To many I probably sound like a broken record by now, but [“here she goes again…” *rolling eyes*] I want to save the world, I want to end the pains in all bodies, I want to end the aches in all hearts, I want to end the damaging chatter in all minds. I, this little marble of energy on this huge planet, want to heal the world (as Michael Jackson once put it) through yoga.

Until last week I didn’t really know what doing that feels like. I imagined it would bring excitement, long-lasting joy, gratitude and more inspiration. I imagined healing the world, one person at a time, because I do have my limitations, would bring such a sense of fulfillment and accomplishment, and a feeling of completeness that my never-ending search for answers to questions like “who am I?” and “what is my purpose on this planet?” would finally come to an end.

And on Friday I set foot in this senior living residence in Rancho Palos Verdes. I had two groups that I taught yoga for seniors to, both of them unbelievably welcoming and receptive (here I refer to those who were awake, obviously…). There was of course the reluctance and, for some, pure resistance to participate, but five minutes into the practice each and every one of those beautiful souls was breathing more fully, inflating their bellies and lifting their chest as I guided them through their first breathing exercise. They were so curious as to what was to happen next as I would get my straps and blocks out of my duffel bag. They were so motivated to do poses as I demonstrated them, there was such a determination to push through until they’d hear a “release the strap and shake your arms”. The moment I realized my being there has helped and my seniors have fully stepped into the space I created for them, was during the closing meditation. It was a simple guided body awareness meditation to which I brought the healing light, that ball of light they should use for self-healing; as I started  the meditation, one by one they would close their eyes and become still. I honestly thought they were now asleep and I might as well just stop talking, but I continued as the facility manager was right there reviewing my performance and the receptivity of her clients. Upon closing the meditation, I was utterly surprised to see everyone deepen their breaths, wiggling their fingers and their toes, and opening their eyes at my request.

The smiles on their faces were priceless. All those things I’ve spent years imagining healing the world would mean to me were spot on. I had an ear-to-ear grin as my excitement and joy were released from my body, I was filled with gratitude for being offered this chance to bring a smile on their beautiful faces, nourishing oxygen to their lungs and mobility in their bodies. It was such an inspiring experience which left me feel fulfilled and eager to find more opportunities like this to bring much needed healing to the world. One person at a time.


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