Answering the Call
- Sarita-Linda Rocco

- Oct 2
- 3 min read
Living and Working From Forever

Some truths are too deep to ignore: my work is a calling.
Sharing yoga, building community, holding space for people to connect with their True Self — none of this feels optional. It moves in me like a current, something I can’t help but follow. And yet, there are days when the weight of it all feels heavy. Days when I get emotionally deflated by the endless details of spearheading a collaborative. Days when I wonder how I can possibly put words around something as vast and invisible as the Divine.
But even in those moments, I know this isn’t mine to carry alone. The impulse to teach, to share, to serve — it is Divinely guided. It always has been. I can feel it in every cell of my being. This is not polished “spiritual talk.” It’s the deepest truth of my life.
I think my Catholic school days planted this seed. Those early mornings of Mass, the prayers, the rituals, the singing — they woke up my spirit at a very young age. They gave me a foundation: when things get hard, the sun will rise again, and God is in charge. My job is simply to show up and carry out the actions.
And when I forget, when exhaustion sets in, I return to the truth of the calling. I lie in bed, breathe deeply, and listen inward for the One who leads. The same current that calls me forward also asks me to release. I whisper into that stillness: This is Yours, God. All of it. And in that surrender, I feel myself re-aligned with the work I was born to do.
The Work as a Calling
Over the years, I’ve come to see that, for me, yoga is not a profession — it’s a calling. A calling isn’t about ambition or achievement; it’s about listening.
I listen deeply inward, and when I feel an inner nudge, a pulse of guidance rising up, I follow it.
The calling moves inside me like a current. Sometimes it’s a quiet whisper, sometimes it’s a nagging demand, but it always points me toward the next step, the next offering, the next way to serve. When I move from that impulse, things flow. When I resist or try to control it, I struggle.
This calling doesn’t come from me — it comes through me. It’s the Divine working in subtle and powerful ways, asking me to be the vessel. My work, my teaching, my sharing — all of it is part of answering that sacred call.
The Practice That Stuck With Me
There’s one moment that has stayed with me, and I want to give gratitude to my Kundalini teacher for it. About a year ago in her class, we did a kriya that, at first, I thought was a little silly. We sat cross-legged, raised our arms, made loose fists, and rocked back and forth shouting: “GOD! GOD! GOD!”
At first, I kind of laughed at myself. But I kept going. And then something shifted. My voice grew stronger, louder, more certain. “GOD! GOD! GOD!” — until I wasn’t self-conscious anymore, I was totally carried by it!
Afterward, I felt blissful. Clear. Supported in a way that was beyond words. I didn’t think much of it until, later, in times of stress or choice, this memory started rising up in me. Out of nowhere, I now see my teacher in my mind’s eye, rocking and shouting “GOD! GOD! GOD!” And instantly, I smile. Instantly, I remember: it’s that simple. Give it to God. All of it. The worries, the choices, the overwhelm. Let it move through me. Shout it, sing it, surrender it. Because none of us are doing this alone — we are all vessels for the Divine.
An Invitation
If you’ve been carrying something heavy, I invite you to try it for yourself. Sit down, close your eyes, and whisper — or shout — “GOD! GOD! GOD!” Feel the sound vibrate through your body. Don’t overthink it. Let it be raw, let it be real.
Or maybe your way looks different: a quiet prayer, a walk in nature, a song you sing only to yourself. However you do it, give it over. Hand it to the Divine. Smile at the relief that comes when you realize you’re not meant to do this alone.
And then — listen. Listen for the calling that rises inside you once you’ve let go. Trust that nudge, that current, that holy impulse moving you forward. Because giving it to God is not the end — it’s the beginning of living fully into your calling.

Sarita this is so beautiful and honest and wise and touching.
Thank you.
Diane