i had a 2.5 hour drive to decompress and i entered this familiar space a different being. i want these teachings to stay IN ME, but i know life has its way sometimes.
embodied practice is the only way to stay with it, even as life ebbs and flows.
what kind of teacher am i becoming?
that’s the question i keep coming to.
how will these embodied teachings flow out of my mouth so others can experience the gift i’ve just been given?
i don’t know that answer, and that is okay.
so i’ll keep arranging my bones, yielding, learning, and moving (or surrendering) from this space. as life does the same around me.