Teaching has always been an act that wakes me up to my own wisdom. Wisdom that is often obscured by more superficial mental emotions. When I do not teach for a while I often (not always) start to feel my higher intelligence (buddhi) sink below the surface of my mind and then I start to really miss the purification practice and discipline of teaching. Teaching invokes a sacred intimacy of meeting others mind to mind and heart to heart that always renews me. Dwelling in the scriptures and wisdom teachings through interpersonal dialogue kicks up the sediment, wipes off the dust, and illuminates the facets of my yogic potentiality—both active and stagnant. For this I am always grateful and humbled.