Today's class was taught by Emmy Cleaves, who is in every sense of the word, a MAGICIAN. Emmy, who is 87 years young (yes freaking 87 for all of you complainers who tell me you can't do Bikram because you're not flexible) was born in Latvia in Eastern Europe and ended up in a Nazi slave labor camp during World War II. Despite this past and her age, she has not let it hold her back. “It’s the struggle that makes you stronger, that makes you more competent and makes life more exciting in a way,” she said. Years later, Emmy credited yoga with helping her recover from a debilitating brain aneurysm. "All of those things, when I look back, made me the person that I am," she said.
This was by far the most serene and beautiful class for me thus far. Her volume, serenity, in-depth knowledge of the poses, intensity on alignment and pearls of wisdom are still ringing in my ears. Most relative is the following: "We are all slaves to our habits, until we learn to let our habits be our slaves."
|Emmy giving me one last bit of advice at graduation.|