Come As You Are

Please.  Come to yoga.  


Come into the studio with messy hair, snaggle toes, old and worn yoga pants, tatty tank top, and well worn sweatshirt.  Bring a mat you picked up 20 years ago, or use one of mine.  


You don’t need an expensive bag.  A glorious blowout.  Manicured everything.


Bend to where you can today, so that tomorrow you won’t break.


Breathe a little deeper today, so when you feel pressed, you remember.


Call up your strength and settle into it.


Come to class if you’re worried, scared, full of existential angst.  Come to class if you’re overjoyed, ambivalent, or exhausted.  You never have to do more than what you are capable of.


Let’s meet where we are, do what we can, take a moment to be inspired, and carry the beauty of it into the rest of our days.  Into the fabric of our lives.  


Let’s weave ourselves back to who we were before life, the world, and everything told us who we were supposed to be.  Together.


I’ll see you there.