She muses

I taught my first ever yoga class this beautiful Vancouver evening just a few blocks from home and work. I am teaching every second week at Covenant House.

Covenant House Vancouver exists for those young people for whom there is often no one else — young people aged 16 - 24 who have either willingly fled physical, emotional and/or sexual abuse or those who have been forced from their homes.

We bandage their cut-up feet from days and nights walking the streets; we give them hot food and a warm bed and we support them in their choice to change their present circumstances while helping them heal from past traumas.

There was one person in my class tonight. It was great. Really sweet.

With the full moon out, I taught a restorative “chill” class. We focused on breath and we were either seated on a chair, leaning on the table, or lying on the ground legs up on a chair. Lots of time in each posture. Places and positions we may or could find ourselves in daily. My intention… to demonstrate yoga and that peaceful place we all share in the context of our daily living.

I was a little scared. Not sure if the yoga teacher role would be a fit. In this context, it really worked. I loved it! Phew!

Blessed be.