Being in nature replenishes our energy and heightens our awareness, both of which enhance a yoga practice in wonderful ways. Breathing in fresh oxygen, saluting the sun, and taking in the beauty that is all around makes for a magical experience. #milehighyoga#savasanabliss#beechmountain
Come do yoga in the clouds with me this Saturday on Beech Mtn! https://www.beechmountainresort.com/summer/yoga/ #milehighyoga#beechmountain
What does it mean to be human? I’ve been thinking about that a lot this week. Our humanity. How we treat each other. How we treat ourselves. We are, after all, physically just a bunch of bones and blood and muscle being held together by a bag of skin. But spiritually, mentally, emotionally, we are much more.
Sometimes our bodies break down. My sister’s best friend is receiving a lung transplant today. For years she has not been able to breathe without the assistance of a machine. Breath, the most basic human function, our greatest physical need, has been elusive for her. Now she will use someone else’s lungs to fill her own body with fresh, oxygenated blood. We are human.
In the news we read about people being treated like animals. Detainees at the Mexican border, men of color being gunned down on the streets, children torn from their parents’ arms. If we saw them as human, just like us, could we treat them the same? How do we stay human?
As humans we see, we taste, we hear, we move, we feel, we think--each sense and every ability a gift to experience the world around us and within us. We are human and yet we are more. I want to know all the aspects of my humanity. To be in this body with all of its exquisiteness and limitations. To feel my vulnerability and to recognize it in others. To be in my humanness and take in all that this world has to offer. To grow, to laugh, to love. I am human.
South Africans describe their humanity as “ubuntu,” often translated as “I am because we are.” We are human because of our interconnectedness to other humans. We can only know ourselves by knowing others. We are human. Together. To be human means to be imperfect, to feel pain, to witness others’ struggle. Being human is beautiful and it’s messy. But we are all in it together.
A magical ride home tonight. Dropped one daughter off at the airport, and the other one drove us home, up the mountain and through the clouds towards a rainbow. These days, motherhood is especially sweet. ✨
“In giving birth to our babies, we may find that we give birth to new possibilities within ourselves.” – Myla and Jon Kabat-Zinn