About once a week I post my teaching schedule on Facebook. I try to limit these posts to once a week so the world recognizes I’ve got more going on than cuing and assisting downward facing dogs all day long. But truthfully, some days I do just that – share the joys of downward facing dog and the myriad ways this awesome practice can break open all sorts of kickass possibility.
Rarely do any of my friends who pause mid-scroll at my post ever show up for my class as a result, however. And that’s totally fine. Because my intent isn’t really to get people to drop everything and come to my class. I simply want everyone who crosses my Facebook path to wake up joyful. To be inspired. To at least consider rolling out their mat – on a studio floor, near their coffee table, in the back yard. Doesn’t matter where. What does matter is they see my post, and find a little spark of hope in spite of whatever crap is circulating in their heads at the time they land on my post.
That’s where my pal Winnie the Pooh comes in.
Yesterday I included an illustration and quote from the wise little bear and his sidekick Piglet with my schedule, and it got me inspired. Gave me a little spark of hope as I struggled to circumvent a giant pile of head crap that was quashing my joy as I posted my schedule. Still new to the Philly area, longing to kiss and hug my nieces and the rest of my family so far away in my hometown of Seattle, and over-analyzing every detail of last night’s class (did I give that strong young guy in class a deep enough assist in revolved crescent lunge? Did I pace around the room too much?), I felt completely alone. Curled up in the corner of the Septa train heading back to my condo in the burbs on the brink of tears, I decided to pull out my phone and look at my post again and see what effect it could have on me. And I’m so glad I did. Because it was as if Pooh and Piglet were speaking directly to me:
“Any day with you is my favorite day. So, today is my new favorite day.”
It was then I realized I was only 20 minutes away from landing in the arms of my sweet husband who is always eager to greet me, hug me, and assure me that my students have better things to do than worry about whether their teacher paced around the room, gave a lousy assist, or got a left and right backwards in last night’s class.
So if you’re following me on Facebook, check out my schedule posts. Winnie the Pooh promises to offer a few words of wisdom to get you onto your mat and into your day.