Stigma

Good day, Scorpios! Today is my husband's birthday...what a year it has been! I congratulate him for the challenges he's faced and the good form with which he's confronted them. Life is not easy...as all of us can attest. I remember the days when I complained (!!) about school...exams, peer-pressure, being cool...and I wish I could convey to my own kids how important it is to enjoy these times...or at least TRY to (and my kids aren't even through elementary school yet!) I had my 20 year high school reunion last year and I loved every minute of it. I did not, however, love every minute of high school...in fact, I pretty much hated it. Got through it. Barely. With LOTS of attitude. But, I managed to stay out of Juvie and rehab. I wore a lot of black. Got REAL skinny. And I had an "A" with a circle around it written everywhere (pee chee's, lockers, Ked's.) Went through a phase of "Life Sucks!" (what? how hormonal was I?) Spent ALL of my "spare" time in the Drama room (maybe not so surprising to those who know me) Listened to Suicidal Tendencies, Dead Kennedy's, The Smiths, The Cult, and The Cure...lot's of "The's." Had WAY too many issues with boys. WAY!!!! DUDE!!!! WHOA! Scary WAY! But, you know...the reunion was great. Even more surprising was how UNsurprised my old classmates were of my being a yoga teacher!!! So, I had to put all of this into perspective...in high school I was: a rebel. Check (sort of.) A Drama queen. Check (still am.) Depressed? Not really...just confused, like I think all teenagers are. Right? Oh, and hormonal. Horny? What! At 16? No dang way! Boys, I tell ya...whew! But, I want to know why it wasn't surprising to these people that I now taught yoga...a tantric yoga, none the less. "Align with the Divine." The mantra I wear on my chest (via a tee shirt, of course.) So, there must be a stigma attached to yoga teachers. I have no piercings. I have no tattoos. Where do I fit in? Hmmmmmmm....I'm a gemini. And pitta. And "type A". And, according to Meyer's/Briggs an "ENFP" (extrovert being the 'E'). Bossy. Overbearing. Anxious. Ambitious. Let's just face it, I'm a woman of the 21st century.

I love yoga. I love people. A lot. As someone who is "seeking" the yogic path, I don't dwell too much in my past...but I sure have a grand time reminiscing! I have stories...Holy Cow! As we all do. These are the stories that made us who we are today. Share them. They ROCK!