the inner teacher
Recently…I quit my job to stay home and take care of my son. My husband, Sol, and I have moved back in with family to save some money. It was really hard to step away from a 9-5 job and jump into a world of simply living with a baby. I have these feelings of immense relief that we made the decision for me to stay home with Sol. Playing, eating together, resting, and being outside watching the birds fly is our rhythm. We aren’t rushing…just going with the flow of what the needs are at the moment. The yoga is starting to play itself out in the daily doings.
My inner teacher is guiding me along this journey.
I feel the increasing need to start teaching yoga again. I am waiting for the right studio and class to open up. There have been many ideas and thoughts that I am so anxious to share with a class. Listening. Waiting.
Leaving you with a moment from this week that keeps replaying in my mind….
After running with my loves yesterday morning, I found myself drawn to the playground. I started modifying yoga poses to work with the playground equipment. Hanging from my legs on the monkey bars for an inversion. Deep side twisting using the bars. It felt so great and playful. Dustin and I layed down for Savasana on the ground while Sol slept. And ended with some new breath work that I feel is really powerful. It is a type of charged breathing. It’s great to practice with another person. The blood circulates so well after the sequence. Swirling, humming, clear. Listening within.
