In light of recent events it occurs to me that while I stand strong in the core values of Soul Centered Movement, you might not know what they are. Today I'd like to take some time to share those with you.
What do you think of when you hear the word "vulnerability"? When you feel vulnerable, do you numb yourself? Run and hide? Feel your way through it?
After a stressful, seemingly endless, uncomfortable and mildly invasive ultrasound, the midwife confirmed it - I'd had a missed miscarriage. Basically, while I thought I was 10 weeks pregnant, the embryo/future baby I'd been carrying had stopped developing at about 7 weeks. Since it could take up to 2 more weeks for my body to recognize that my pregnancy wasn't viable and start the miscarriage process on it's own, I decided to exercise what little control I had over this situation and have a medically managed miscarriage. That meant I could go home, clear my schedule for the next few days, and take a medicine that would induce the miscarriage...
Happy Belated Valentine's Day!
Have you been feeling the love this week? I know I have. And a lot of the love I feel... comes from me. Because if there's one thing I've learned over the last few years, it's that you really, truly have to love yourself first. It's that whole put on your own oxygen mask first philosophy. Plus loving on yourself teaches you so much about how to love others.
I thought you might appreciate some new ideas (or reminders) of how to show yourself some love, so I put together a list for you!
Here's my top 5 ways to show yourself some love.
I don't always get to know a lot about my students. I don't mean that I'm not interested, or that I don't ask questions. Because I am… and I do. What I mean is that, as a dance teacher who sees students weekly, I'm not usually filled in on what's going on in their lives outside the classroom. It seems that, especially when those students are children, collecting background info becomes secondary to, well, focusing on class...
A couple weeks ago I participated in the Women's March in Chicago. It was a beautiful, moving, soulful experience for me. It was inspiring to be surrounded by people who were standing up for beliefs that I hold near and dear to my heart. It was comforting to see and feel that I am most certainly not alone. Perhaps, most importantly, I felt myself noticing not just who was there but also who wasn't - and contemplating ways to shift my life to be more inclusive of people who are different than me.
But, I almost didn't go...