I recently completed an art project working with chopsticks. This project was one of my hardest & most frustrating because I couldn't figure out what to do with all these chopsticks. I was truly stumped. What I did in response was breathe and let very shape and structure of the chopsticks inform what shape the project was to take. What happened next surprised me because it became apparent that I didn't have to force some complicated design onto this project, but rather my part was lining up the chopsticks next to each other & the shape they took was natural, a circle. This didn't seem an accident that this project should form a circle.
I am nearing the end of my yoga teacher training and my teacher training has felt very similar to this chopstick project. Each step of this training has taught me to do the next step, not having to force or to plan, but to open. As I am nearing the end of my teacher training I am coming back to the beginning in a sense. As the poet T.S. Eliot said in his poem the "Wasteland",
"And the end of all our exploring. Will be to arrive where we started. And know the place for the first time."