I took a Mind/Body/Story workshop last weekend. It had three instructors:
Patricia Francisco – a writing teacher. I took a week
long nature writing class with her 10 years ago. I loved it and was excited to do something with her again.
Matthew Sanford - "a nationally recognized yoga teacher... and a paraplegic
for the last thirty seven years." I have been vaguely familiar with his name for a long time and was interested in checking him out.
Kevin Kling - a storyteller - never heard of him.
To my surprise, it was the one I held the least excitement about (Kevin Kling) that I most enjoyed. Today I decided to look up his public schedule and found he has a storytelling event at an art park at the end of the month. It's only $5 and at a place I've only been to once and would love to go again!
Tonight I felt pretty tired, partly from not quite enough sleep this weekend, but also I think because the workshop was about telling your story, and I'm sure that working on and telling mine (or a 5 minute version of mine which takes incredible skill in its brevity) also took a great deal of emotional energy.
So luckily tonight happens to be the night that restorative yoga is offered at my studio. For some strange reason during the first pose I couldn't lay still. My body
was restless and kept wanting to move and then I wanted it to stay
still which created additional tension and frustration. It was the opposite of restorative, was it going to be this way for a whole 75 minutes? Thankfully we did a mindfulness activity next, slowly eating one bite of peach, and after that, during the next pose my body calmed down.
As a support staff person at the studio I was able to pick out a purple t-shirt with image of a beet (or a radish) I'm not sure.
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Offering my friend a piece of advice on something that her mother said, which she wrote back that she appreciated hearing.
Getting a copy of this photo, from my camping site last month.
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