Do you remember your absolute very first yoga teacher?
Maybe it is someone from Sellwood Yoga?
Or perhaps from where you grew up or a class you took during school?
I have memories of a yoga teacher my mother took us to when I was about 8 (in Syracuse NY). Her name was Miss Richter (kids didn't call adults by first names back then) and she wore a long-sleeved, long-legged leotard and had long silvery hair in a ponytail or a bun and bare feet. In my mind’s eye she is a cross between the PBS yoga teachers Lilias and Priscilla. A happy memory!
Poetry post!If you aren't familiar with Lucille Clifton please find her. She's one of my favorites.Please share one of your favorite poets/poems if you are in a poetry mood.the lesson of the falling leaves[Lucille Clifton]the leaves believesuch letting go is lovesuch love is faithsuch faith is gracesuch grace is godi agree with the leaves