Practically Perfect in Every Way

The coffee table is overflowing with yoga references.  Notebooks brimming with class plans and sequencing ideas cover the desk and shelves.  My teaching bag is in it's place by the door, ready to be stuffed with towels, mats, notebooks, folders, music, and props at a moment's notice.  It reminds me of my beloved Mary Poppin's carpet bag, not only because it appears as if it could be made of carpet, but also because it swallows my stuff into it's folds and regurgitates them to me as it sees fit.  It's like a fun little game.  Now close your eyes and stick your hand inside for a big surprise...

My schedule is filling out nicely, peppered with classes to give and classes to take, deliciously devoid of restaurant work.  That's right folks:  I'm off the schedule at the cafe!  No more waiting tables... unless I want to.  YIPPPPPEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!


It is with both joy and reservation that I step away from this work that has been such a source of stability in my life.  Serving food has always provided enough.  Even while I occupied the role of sole breadwinner for our little family (the Boyfriend, the dog, the cat -- who, frankly, I don't care for -- and myself), we lived modestly but comfortably without assistance.  And for that, I will be forever grateful, but it's time to move on.  Time to take the plunge, to leave the illustrious world of late night diners behind.  And with this step away from the past, I stride into a new life.  A new role.  A new purpose.  Last week, I wrote of impending change.  Now the change is real, and it's here.

I've been working nights for seven years, which means that I go to sleep in the morning, hopefully before sunrise, and wake up in the afternoon.  I don't practice in the morning because I'm headed to bed, and I don't practice right when I wake up because sunlight hours and business hours are hard to come by for a night walker.  I usually begin my practice at dusk, but I've been known to put it off until midnight or 1am.  It's difficult to muster the motivation for something so energy-intensive as my practice after dark falls, so if I don't get on the mat by dusk, it gets harder and harder to begin, and often I get hungry and have to eat.  Then it becomes necessary to wait a while, and the practice is pushed back even further.  It's frustrating, and often feels as though I spend my whole day preparing for practice, ensuring it happens.

This is my last week working nights, and I cannot wait to go to bed early, then wake up at the ass crack of dawn to do my practice first thing and be done with it.  Ha!  How often do you hear that?  Early morning Ashtangis, don't take those sunrise hours for granted.  It's a privilege to be able to rise early and carry that clarity with you throughout your day.  I am so looking forward to it.


  1. Congrats Megan! You should post your teaching schedule and locations so we could go to your class if any of us happen to live or be in Austin.

  2. Thanks, Linh! My schedule of public classes with links to the locations is listed under the "Schedule" tab in the bar at the top of the page. I would love to have more readers in my classes!

  3. Congrats! So exciting. Can't wait to hear how the early morn practices go. I've never been a morning person myself, and so stiff, ahh! I admire though who can do it! Quick question, it wasn't clear, which don't you care for, the dog or the cat or the boyfriend or ... ;)

  4. @Rachel B - Thank you! For the sentiment AND for the Hickory Wind hookup. It's turning out to be a great gig.

    @Domestic Yogini - Ha! The cat and I have a strained relationship, to put it mildly. He made his feelings known when I brought the dog home as a puppy, and things haven't been the same since. The boyfriend, the dog, and I get along quite nicely.

  5. Congrats! Early morning practices might be a nice change. Mix things up!

  6. Congratulations!! That is so huge!