Trashflower

It’s over. I’ve waited for it to be over. I’ve hoped that it would be over. I’ve been afraid of the day that it would be over. And now, it is.

Today, I graduated from Yoga Teacher Training. I’m officially certified to turn my friends, neighbors, and strangers into strange shapes. I know the sanskrit words for 20+ postures, and I know the benefits of back strengthening and compression. I somewhat know about chakras and yamas and niyamas. I’m especially glad to have my weekends back – the leisure of sleeping in, hanging out on the couch in the afternoons with a book or a good movie. But I’m going to miss so many things. The comraderie of 13 other people going through the same things I am. I’m going to miss learning so much in such a short period of time. And I’m going to miss the laughter that we’ve shared so many times along the way.