Carry your own drum

I once went to a yoga class where, for the last five min­utes before savasana the teacher instruct­ed the class to prac­tice what­ev­er poses they chose. As bod­ies began to move freely and unique­ly, the instruc­tor com­ment­ed:

Notice how it’s pos­si­ble for us to all move dif­ferent­ly in the same space.

Her words sunk in deep as I moved hon­or­ing my own pace, needs, and breath. The entire room seemed to be a mov­ing metaphor for our world.

Monique Minahan

The way we move (mindmap)
You can call me ”Ray” by SammCox, on FlickrImage by SammCox_on_flickr

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