I Finally Put It Together
Bhikkhunī Ānandabodhī

When I started going on retreats in my early twenties, I’d find myself getting really angry with whoever was teaching yoga.
I didn’t consider myself a particularly angry person, but the yoga teacher always made me very angry. Through the stretching exercises, the anger that was locked away in my body started to wake up.
At some point, I finally put it together—it wasn’t the fault of the yoga teacher.
This reflection by Ayya Ānandabodhī is from the book, Leaving It All Behind, (pdf) pp. 25.