How teaching teaches me.

In a room set to 105°F and 60% humidity, holding space where anyone can feel safe while responsible for the command the room, the music, potential injuries, and remembering your lefts and rights while guiding vulnerable human bodies through a traditional hatha yoga asana sequence is, well, full of lessons.

Every body in the room is different. Every body carries different trauma.
Some students break down crying the moment they walk in the door, some are so excited take your class they’re giving everyone all the business.

We see humans in their most vulnerable form (whether the students actually realize this or not).
We witness humans change their bodies, their attitudes, and their energy over time.

This practice is truly one of the greatest gifts.

With all of the things that can go awry in a yoga class — music stops working, people come in late and slap their mats down with a vengeance, the heat stops working or it gets way too hot, someone has to step out because they’re too hot while the person next to them is complaining that its not hot enough — there is literally nothing that can shake you when facilitating a career workshop or coaching session with fully clothed professionals.

Teaching yoga has expanded my awareness of the human experience, my empathy and patience for others, what it means to lead from a place of love ❤️.
The kind of love that doesn’t seek control or power in exchange.
The kind of love that is fully present.