The Mango Tree

In class last week with Raya he compared our yoga practice to family and to mango (or papaya trees.)

He said our parents and our grandparents had to work hard, planted the seed and work hard to get the fruit tree to grow, or just work hard to survive, and it is us and our children that are seeing the fruits of this work.  Now we don't have to work as hard but receive wonderful fruits from this previous labour of love.

Our practice is like this.
In the beginning there is alot of effortful effort and seemingly little in return. We must daily work hard. But as we nuture ourselves and tend to what our needs are, (not our wants)and go deeper into it there is an effortlessness that comes. The sweet fruit of our labour.

He worded this much more eloquently and I really felt so much gratitude arise as this practice comes from the path of many before me and the support of many. Also, how my practice is not just for me, but effort for my kids and grandkids and all sentient beings.

❤
Om Shanti,
Pam