For all who are on their way back to life
I've been teaching buti classes locally since the beginning of summer. When i took this position at this studio I knew it would be temporary. I didn't know all the details of just how temporary it would be, or all the opportunities that it would open up. From fairly early on I began to refer to this time period, this job, this class, as liminal space. It was the in between, the almost but not quite. I didn't know where i was headed to yet but i was leaving behind the old way of being and whatever i was moving towards i knew this wasn't it. this was just a stop on the way to where i was going. I never thought i would be so grateful for this little stop. The first few weeks were hard. Some classes no one showed up. Some classes one person showed up. I was knee deep in grief and a lot of days it felt next to impossible to get out of bed. I was still recovering from surgery, my body still recovering from the traumatic medical crisis i had just endured, from being pregnant...