To acknowledge my teachers I wanted to talk about my first yoga teacher Acharya.
I was saddened to learn of his passing in 2006. I'd lost contact with Acharya many years ago when I moved out of the city.
I am pleased to find that his Yoga School still exists. Acharya began it in 1969 and it is still going strong!
Memories flooded back on reading Acharya Upendra Roy's obituary. The author describes the smell of incense and the Indian ragas which Acharya would have playing in his Pitt Street studio. My own include cups of tea and a sense of nervous anticipation when Acharya would invite us to read aloud, from the ancient Indian text the Bhagavad Gita.
No coercion , no expectations of following a Guru, although Aharya did introduce us to the meaning of Guru, he more so invited us to share any insights we might glean from our readings.
Acharya's presence embodied peace. He imparted the strengths gained from not only the physical yoga but the yoga of the mind.
Thank you Acharya Upendra Roy. for your selflessness, your deep wisdom and knowledge and for always sharing with an open heart
Om mani padma hums for countless aeons...'Homage to the Lotus Born'.