I’m encouraged by the outpouring of love and support for the people affected by family separation and ICE. There are many ways to help, but it can feel impossible to do anything if you’re struggling with your own problems. For those that are directly involved in this, or other community-centric work, it can be emotionally exhausting and draining. Wherever you are in your journey, it’s vital to BREATHE.
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Some thoughts on my first couple weeks of yoga teacher training. So far, I’ve been surprised by how quickly it’s had a positive effect on my yoga practice.
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The first time I set foot in a yoga studio I regretted it immediately. It was 6 a.m. on a weekday (already a bad idea) in Santa Monica (oof), and I was about to begin my first hot yoga class (double oof). The room was filled with lithe white girls wearing Lululemon, and there I was, in Target athleisure, with a Pilates mat to boot. The feeling was nothing new, I’m used to being the only brown girl in white spaces. It usually doesn’t bother me, but I was already feeling insecure and out of place, and the white gaze only heightened those feelings. I don’t think this yoga thing is going to be for me, I thought.
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