Cairo, Egypt.

Each day here seems to be ripe with inner exploration these days. I cannot help but feel gratefulness to the community of yoga practitioners and seekers who I have met here. Over the two trips to Egypt, I have shared from the ashtanga tradition and by facilitating inner dances in various studios around the city, in Aswan, in Sinai, in the White Desert and in Gouna. And I feel very blessed and thankful for those who have joined me in classes, workshops and retreats.

I have also made some amazing friends here, who do not practice, but have on occasion–with a certain curiosity and at times bafflement–expressed interest in the work that I do. Being able to share the inner dance with a small group of them just this last Tuesday has made the time here all the more richer. Not just for me, but for many of those that joined our impromptu gathering.

There are so many amazing things, incredible methods of self-discovery and healing that is often around us. So many teachers, so many gifts waiting to be opened. We often fail to see what is right underneath our noses. Sometimes, we are just too busy. Life–what we perceive as the loops we must circle in our lives–gets in the way. We find it impossible to take precious time out of our schedules. We fail to see the value in them. Other times, we are simply hesitant. It’s easy to put off or dismiss the new or the strange, that which is not so easy to grasp. But when we do, we are often surprised. There is so much we don’t know, so much that awaits us.

But when we surrender to these moments, we are blessed. And such simple miracles like dancing under the moonlight, letting go of our concepts, allowing the body to move, the spirit to shift is able to happen.

PHOTO: The Full Moon shining over our Inner Dance last Tuesday night.