I've been unbelievably lucky running into so many talented, kind, and
generous teachers. When the student is ready the teacher will
appear? I must have been good and ripe, because they've been appearing
everywhere. In yoga studios, on tree limbs, streaking across skies, in
subway trains, and with refreshing frequency in the fairy-dusted forests
of Montana. My teachers nudge me to hit the reset button whenever I get
a little (or a lot) lost. My gratitude for them is ginormous.
I am especially grateful for this (thanks, Erich). The Three Sentences. This continues to make all the difference: