Twisting nights

Tonight I focused more on floorwork, beginning with

Uttasana, folding deeply from my hip creases touching the ground with my hands.
Holding.
Holding.
Holding.
Until I brought my arms in reverse, letting them fall overhead.
Release my arms into
tabletop.

Cat/Cow
Downdog
Uttasana...over and over again.

Ardha Chandrasana.
Standing Splits
Uttasana.
Both sides.

Cat/Cow
Downdog
to my belly for rock the boat baby, tip the boat over...
Boat Pose.
Half Frog.

Then for extended straight legs and lottsa twists.
Rishi Twists 1,2,3

Floor Twists

Savasana...ahhhh...

During all of this I felt my body releasing pressure I've let build.
I'm feeling mixed feelings about not doing any real teaching, since I've acquired my
200 hours.  But really--it isn't that I'm worried about $, I just don't want to lose my momentum or my teaching ability.  While I was doing this tonight I wondered if maybe this is my personal practice being able to deepen...I have the time I haven't had for months. 

Just going to let it all unfold.
Twist into place.

Namaste

I taught my first "official" class this morning.
I had one person.
A teacher herself.
And I felt blessed to have her there.

I feel like I have this big, wonderful teacher in me--but fear is holding
my tongue.
What is going through my mind and how I filter is huge.

A filter is a great thing.
But, sometimes fear makes the filter --the veil-- stronger than it needs to be.

I feel as I continue, my teaching veil will thin--
like my bellydance veil:)

Which I begin again this Sunday!!  Yay--can't wait to do alittle shimmy xoxo