
Sri K. Pattabhi Jois (1915 – 2009), dedicated his life to the continuous teaching and practice of Ashtanga Yoga. In 2000, I had the rare privilege of studying directly under Pattahbi Jois in his first shala (school) in Lakshmipuram. He taught me single-handedly the primary series; each posture was slowly added to my 4:30 a.m. practice. Embedded in my mind is him saying, “no rush…go slowly”. And I would think, “I have to rush, I have to get there.” During this time there were only 7 other students in the room and sometimes even less. There was no waiting line or rush to finish on tme because someone would take your space. Given that is was April the weather in Mysore was extremely hot. I have strong memories of being totally soaked with sweat and Guruji standing beside me not bothering with it at all.
It was my second time in India and I had many, many things to learn. I was given a very early time slot, which meant I had to get up at 3 a.m. in order to bathe, dress and get to class. I had no prior experience with Ashtanga having only practiced Sivananda-yoga. Guruji asked if I practiced and I said ‘yes’. I was afraid he might not accept me if he had known I had no idea about the system. Hence, my studies with Guruji were intense and potent. I was clumsy and awkward in my practice and did many things which he would tell me not to do. Repeatedly he told me, “don’t move hands” and using water to do the intense lotus posture was frowned upon especially because I got water all over the floor. Upstairs everyone else was doing the closing sequence. In my ignorance I had no idea about this either and practiced backbending. In spite of all this Guruji greeted me with a sweet smile and encouraged me to practice. When I returned to Canada my practice had taken a great leap forward.
My first day with him was truly a special time. It was my second trip to India so I did understand it was good to go immediately to meet your teacher. It was not the high season so I sat alone with Guruji for over 15 minutes. Since I was the only one there we sat a long time together in silence. It was my first experience with a ‘real’ Guru and looking back I am sure I really did not appreciate this fact. After several long pauses with me struggling to fill the empty space with whatever came into my head he told me, “You flexible body.” Then he said, “You shoulders weak.” He assured me, “You process quickly in primary, hm.” He must have known as well that I had a weakness for coffee because he always said, “Coffee, no strength…tsk”. At the time I spoke about becoming certified but he only smiled and said nothing. I didn’t even know the primary series so this was pretty precocious on my part. I always felt that Guruji knew this because he did not focus on how little I knew (actually nothing) and saved me from making further blunders. It was obvious anyway when I stepped onto the mat.
During this time with Guruji many aspects of my body and mind were definitely realigned physically, mentally and emotionally. It was not, however, a smooth ride by any means. I suffered and struggled with knee issues and bruises. At the end of a 6-week of practice I took a break and went on a temple tour. My left knee was not following the program and I had to honour this. I know Guruji saw this because after the classes he followed me out and watched me hopelessly try to bend my knee. He seemed to know there was nothing to do but wait, watch, practice and carry on. But really, had I not studied under him I would not have excelled in many of the ways I did. Certainly it was a cleansing time even though I did not think of it as such.
For me, the vinyasas were not my primary goal of yoga even after mastering the jump through with sraight legs and lifting into handstand. On my last class he said, “come back soon” and thanked me when I told him it was my birthday (lol). I will never foget him watching me quietly at the end of each practice. And he’d ask, “Pain there?” I had come across a huge hurdle in my practice and it took a lot of time, effort and healing to get through. Overall, Guruji was a man of few words so whatever he did say meant something; of course, the fact that English was not his first language also made it this way. When he told me one day in practice that I had “no strength”, I used to practice in addition to my morning routine another 20 rounds of the sun salutations A and B and 3 sets of 40 push-ups in the hotel room. But later I understood he told this to everyone.
Pattabhi Jois learned the practice directly from his Guru Sri T. Krishnamacharya who learnt it under his Guru in the Tibeten mountains. There is no question of the lineage involved in his teachings. There was a heat, an energy and fire in the practice room that was enlightening and wonderful. Coming back home from India I felt I had been internally realigned even though I was working through physical limitations with my knee and other parts of my body. It was not only the physical practice but my daily routine that made the whole experience. I walked back and forth from class (it was 7 kms one way), studied, read, went to conference, practiced alone and experienced other aspects of India such as the food, the people, the culture and the ancient temples. Certainly it has remained a pivotal point in my practice on all levels.

B.K.S. Iyengar (1918 – present), a living Yoga Master in Pune, India. In 2003, I travelled specifically to Pune in hopes of meeting the Old Lion (his famous nick-name). To my great dismay, I caught a glimpse of him on the balcony of the Institute wearing a pale yellow kutra (Indian pajama set). I went back 4 times one day and was told conflicting stories on how he was sick, not available or was available but busy. I knew it was a lie because a group of people fled down the stairs to the library and where he was located. Iyengar’s secretary tried to encourage me to study with Iyengar teachers first in my country, but I was not interested. I had even brought with me a letter from Yogacharya Venkatesha but that did not help me either. To this day, I can still see Iyengar’s bushy brows and silver unkept hair for that fleeting moment on the balcony; my only chance to see a star.
Iyengar is by far one of the most influential teachers of the yogasana practice today. His words jump out of the page on Yoga, life and practice. His books are numerous and his contribution to the yoga world tremendous. I consider his work of great influence on my practice today as I have read everything available by him or from his students. Iyengar states as well if you do not have a teacher near-by, read good books and use them as your guide. A good book is a good teacher and far better than a bad one for sure. I joke with a friend of mine who studies regularly with Iyengar that he should take me there and claim I am his long lost sister. Still, some paths are not meant to cross in this birth.