Little Black Leggings has been quiet for the past six weeks.
During this time, my family has been caring for my granny in all of our spare moments.
Since we discovered the cancer in her brain and in her lungs six weeks ago, we have rallied together in the most beautiful, incredible, supportive way any of us could have possibly imagined.
I am grateful that projects like Little Black Leggings and the podcast Guinea Pigging Green can wait patiently for me to be ready to work on them again. I’m glad that I haven’t felt too much pressure to contribute to them during the hard weeks.
I teach yoga on Mondays and Fridays (and sometimes in between but not every week), and it has been so comforting to know that my schedule can bend, just as I do. My fellow yoga teachers have been fiercely supportive of me. My private clients have been understanding too.
For the most part, I haven’t had to give up too many classes – but in the times that I did, it was such a relief to have someone step in and help (you know who you are and thank you to each of you).
Having work that is variable is such a beautiful gift. It means that in the weeks and months and seasons when I need to step back I can. And it also means that when I’m ready to hustle, find work, create opportunities, develop workshops, enroll the hell out of my classes, and cover classes for others with their own reasons to scale back, I can do that too.
And when it comes to yoga, where our work is to listen to our bodies and relax with what is, I am glad to have the ability to exercise that same practice as a teacher (and as a writer — and whatever else I do.)