“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…