How Do I Honor This Woman?

My beloved teacher, Guru Jagat, left her body at 9:07 PM Los Angeles time, on August 1st. Through the shock waves of grief I continue to feel simultaneous beams of gratitude - gratitude even for the depths of pain - because I was lucky enough to know and learn from this tour-de-force for 5 years. Below, a few words as I ponder how to honor a spirit this big.

How do I honor this woman - who gifted me with my destiny path?

How do I carry the thread of a dharma teacher who embodied an unparalleled sense of grit, grace and work ethic?

How to share how lucky I feel to have known this warrior queen - a woman so capable, and funny with such a relatable kind of genius?

How do I pay tribute to her mega-watt creatrix energy?

How do I heal the Jupiter-sized hole in my heart?

How do I thank her for the friends now lifelines and soul connections I have made through her women’s trainings?

How to cry and grieve when I keep hearing her laughter ringing in my ears?

How to I go back to the studio I trained at in New York and not see her magnificent presence?

How do I carry these teachings forward rising to the challenge of her legacy?

As Harijiwan once said, there is no right way through the wreckage. You just have to get to the other side of it. As I wade through the wreckage of a heart shattered by loss, I simultaneously feel the weaving of her creative thread - healing, helping, connecting. Reminding me her spirit is still here to help us. Reminding me we have each other to lean on as we rise back up.

Dearest teacher, thank you for showing me what a soul of the highest caliber looks like. Thank you for the treasures I will never be able to repay you for. I am in awe of you and I ask for your blessing and help to live and love through the questions in my heart so that I can experience my own elevated Destiny inspired so deeply by yours.

May your next adventure be filled with the greatest laughter amazement and overflowing joy.

Akal. Akal. Akal.