Because I can’t see me…

I didn’t realize all of that was accomplished” was the reply after reading my observation notes of her class.

I hate when I learn that I’ve been walking around all day with the hem of my skirt out or with spinach in my teeth.  Don’t you? I am always grateful when someone tells me, because I can’t see me.

I watch John Vitarelli teach yoga on video, and I practice with him.  I know how it feels, but I cannot see me.  What if there is a minor adjustment that, if made, would make it easier, more impactful, and less stressful?

How might we serve one another? Learn from one another? Lend each other our eyes?

I didn’t realize all of that was accomplished.”
Because I can’t see me…

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