The Truth (or something like it)
My god, how do I collapse myself into the palm of your hand, or the 18th tab in your browser? I am a small person, but I am more than a mouthful.
(and sometimes hard to swallow).
I was a good girl. A nice girl. A smart girl.
Many people would argue I still am. It is Friday night, after all, and I'm snuggled into bed working towards one of the tasks on one of my lists.
The way I tell my story seems to have shifted. Instead of bragging about the highlights and sounding professional, I've started telling the truth.
To anyone who will listen.
(or click on the "more about me" button).
The Truth, as I've come to understand it can be summarized in the following bumper stickers, which you're welcome to get tattooed on your body or write on a bathroom wall somewhere for safe keeping.
1. There is more than one right way to do everything.
2. Our bodies do what we teach them to do.
3. Yoga is more than the poses.
4. Your body isn't wrong.
5. If you seek to teach, life will hand you a lesson.
6. What you are afraid of will keep showing up until it doesn't scare you anymore.
I am writing a book (or two or three) about these very things. And love, through the lens of yoga.
To me, yoga is what happens between the poses. It is a mistake, gently transformed into something sacred.
And so am I.