See that set-up?
That’s for my friend and
guinea pig client. Bill comes to my house and I teach him Yoga.
What, what? How is that even a thing?
See that box ‘o blocks?
I ordered them from a Yoga outlet. I bought those props because I am going to need them August 6-9. That weekend I am going for a little get-together (sober) weekend with some friends and I am planning a Yin Yoga class and meditation for them. (I am also planning a few short, easy sequences that I can do myself and teach anyone who is interested, but thats “in case”).
WHO just wrote that?
WHO did a 200 hour teacher training? Who is a member of Yoga Alliance? Who has already taken some extra certificate hours in Yin yoga? Who is taking an online course on self care with a yoga teacher I greatly admire? Who just emailed some incredible teachers and dear friends who teach acting to kids and young adults, positing the idea of yoga for parents as they wait for their kids to get out of class? Who suggested to another dear friend that we go to her friends weekend workshop in New York in the fall? Who’s looking at yoga insurance and trying to figure out how to write all of this off?
I don’t even know myself anymore. But I’m liking whoever I am.
Here’s a parting thought from Rumi:
Today like every other day
We wake up empty and scared.
Don’t open the door of your study
And begin reading.
Take down a musical instrument.
Let the beauty we love be what we do
There are hundreds of way to kneel
And kiss the earth.
Kiss the earth…or kiss the sky?