The Last Day

The images are distant now, faded, slightly dappled with sunlight. March 17, 2020, on a Tuesday morning at 10:30 I finished teaching Kripalu Yoga. My dedicated students were there, devices in hand for the technology access lesson that followed yoga practice.

After practice, we gathered in a circle, and Glenda and I updated browsers on devices, provided login and password guidance, and systematically worked through all the questions. There was a slight edge to the energy, cautious, yet no illness had been reported in Columbia. We were with friends, safe for the moment. There was talk of home projects.

We thought it would be for a few weeks. I thought we would rest, do some projects, wash our hands, stay inside. My feeling was fear; not of the virus, but technology hurdles, financial disaster, isolation, and loneliness. I thought I would rest, and my brain, after all, could use some rest.

As students were leaving, the mood was light. I sent some students off with blocks and props to use during the time we would be at home. I said, see you all in a few weeks.

I thought I would rest.

About The Author

Susan Mathis, M.Ed., E-RYT 500, RCYT, YACEP

Susan is deeply committed to the practice of yoga, pranayama, and conscious living. A Professional Level, Kripalu Yoga Teacher, she offers steady guidance, practical knowledge and infuses the deep wisdom of yoga philosophy into her teaching. A lover of the natural world, adventure, and travel, Susan engages with nature through hiking, biking, and scuba diving. She is the owner and director of alleyCat Yoga and Yoga to Grow.