Gross and gruesome. Comfortable and uncomfortable.

Right now as I write this I am sitting on a chair. Supportive “miracle balls” are behind my lumbar spine. My legs are not crossed. I am wearing a belly band to support my low back. And it is excruciating.

I am in the last month of pregnancy and I assumed things would slow down. Instead, I woke up Thursday and it was like things stopped. Standing became a huge exercise. Lying on one side on the floor became an option, until it didn’t. All fours was the most comfortable position.

You can probably guess what abruptly happened to my yoga classes.

Back pain with a human living inside of you has fewer solutions. Your range of motion is already limited. Your belly gets in the way. You reconsider pain meds. I have found myself alternating between feeling incredibly strong mentally and feeling like I could crumble at any moment. Pain is a physical experience and I try to at least tend to my mental spaces when it happens. Give myself a moment to cry, or find relief, or even (probably not surprisingly if you follow my blog) meditate. Sometimes we move year by year but pain can have us moving hour by hour or even minute by minute.

In the thread of the remarkable (and annoying) human body I thought I would share this infographic by Ellie Summers, who hand created all of the characters and also found some pretty amazing facts that you might not know, even if you have taken your anatomy classes seriously.

To the gross and gruesome. To the comfortable and uncomfortable. To being human!

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Teacher Training Final Weekend

I didn’t know if I could ever lead a yoga teacher training. I was nervous enough when I first starting teaching beginners, but teaching teachers? Come on. My friend and mentor, Monica Angelucci kept telling me, “You’re ready.” I argued with her. I told her I needed more time. I didn’t know everything yet. “You will never know everything,” she said.

So I applied to become a school and was shocked when I was accepted. If I was a school, I should probably get some students. My hope was that I would get five. And somehow, from nowhere, five amazing people trusted me and came into my program. We tore ourselves open. They taught me and I taught them. By the end of eight months, they were yoga teachers.

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So even though I moved away, I did it again. A nice small group of people that I went in knowing a little but now see as friends. They are strong people, both emotionally and physically and they are the type of people who stand in front of a room and help people to feel. Men and women that you don’t doubt for a second will make the world a better place.

I am a yoga school, but I am always a student. My students can be my teachers just as much as I can be theirs. As we come to the end of our time together, I feel so amazed and proud of engaging with people who are deep thinkers and creative souls. Class of 2016 – congratulations!