Posing today in an art class. the meditation of holding still, naked, in front of strangers. Healing years of body image issues by letting people study my contours, and shadows, and proportions. Mutual gratitude for the service and rewards.

Juxtaposed with teaching, where I have voice more than body, but still all eyes on me. Still the talent of stillness, focus, and awareness. The challenge of confidence, and empowered surrender to the reality of the moment.

I made it through the end of my deep cleanse to have a day revolving around the body, as so many of my days do. How do we wear our suits with grace? The masters of Art and Yoga both praise the beauty of the body, the challenge of accurately portraying the body's full potential with our sometimes limited voices.

I offer gratitude again for walking, sometimes even dancing, on the path of a healer. As I embrace and display my curves for pencil and pupil, I feel again the joy of understanding true beauty.


namaste