I was asked recently what is my passion? How did it evolve? Clearly my passion is yoga
because I believe it has the ability to change your life. Years ago I saw a statement by Swami
Satyananda - “ Yoga will emerge as a mighty world culture and change the course of world
events.” I know it changed mine. The www. has many pros and cons. One of the pros is the
ability to bring all that is beautiful and good to many people. It brings Truth to people. Once you
know truth you can not unknow it. It requires you to make choices about your life and how you want to live it, whatyou want from it and what actions it requires you to undertake.
As for the second part of that initial question I had to dig a little deeper. Why is Prenatal and
Postpartum so important to me? It turns out it had nothing to do with yoga in the beginning.
Yoga was my means of connection to a lost part of myself. As a little girl I wanted to be a
Grandmother, friends recently reminded me that I have been waiting since I was five years old,
their right. I was blessed with the most loving gentle wonderful Grandmother, and though she
lived 800 miles away from me and I only saw her once a year she had a huge impact on my
life, and what I wanted to be when I grew up. There was also my Mother. She was full of life,
love, laughter. She gave me the gift of belief in myself, the permission to go out and try anything
in the world without judgement. And she would always be there if I needed her. Sadly she
passed to the spirit world in 1983, my Grandmother a few years later. There I was: the two most
important women in my life, gone.
In 1985 I gave birth to my first child, 1987 second, 1999 third. Each a blessing to my wounded
heart.So full of love and life. They were my salvation. And yet, I had no true guide to help me
through pregnancy birth and all that follows. I made many mistakes. I was alone on that journey.
I followed my heart and soul for advice. I cried, felt helpless, lost, lonely. I did not have sisters or
family nearby that could help. GIrlfriends were way past the child rearing age by the time I had
decided to have children, so they were not available either. There I was, essentially alone.
I got through this child raising and beyond. It occured to me how many others are out here, with
no guidance, support, or reliable information. We are not all blessed with a mother, or
sisters, aunts, girlfriends who are willing to share their journey. Or even if you are blessed to have
your Mothers etc, maybe they are not who you feel comfortable about asking for help or wise
guidance for a multitude of reasons.
And so here I am, offering myself to those women who find themselves looking for a safe harbor
in the sea of questions, confusion and above all stability and compassion with no judgement.
Trying to open an avenue of friendships with others who are also seeking companionship for
this most blessed of life’s journeys.
Am I an expert? No. Do I have all the answers? No. But I have a heart full of love that is open to
share a smile, laughter, a hug if needed. So I am blessed by those women who come to my
classes. They may not be aware how much joy they bring to me each week. But they do light
me up. I am grateful for each and every one of them over the last 6 years.