When I sat down on my mat in the studio on Vancouver’s East Side for the workshop with this orange-robed guy with a name I couldn’t pronounce, let alone remember, I felt an instant kind of calm. A sort of‘Oh, yeah, this is the right place to be right now’ kind of feeling. Here was a teacher I could identify with. Here was a teacher who would let me teach the way that was right for me, and encourage me to trust my own inner teacher to be my guide.