The pile of muck was an horrific and shocking death of a Canadian yogi related to domestic violence. Cassie knew the person a little. The lotus that came from this muck doesn't solve the death and it wont. And although that horror is still there, when we heard about it we emailed again the womens' refuges of Oxford whom we had worked for in the past and lost touch with. And now we are doing another series of 6 for a refuge and hoping we can schedule it regularly from now on! That is a lotus, and a glimmer of hope.
It doesn't solve the death and it wont. But it did spur us on to arranging something positive for the women in the refuge in Didcot who are escaping their own domestic abuse issues and really could do with a nice relaxing yoga session every week.
My first one is next week and it is going to be a blend of adult yoga, pregnancy yoga and toddler and child yoga! talk about testing my teaching capacity!!
I'm bringing my 8 month old son who will join the other 5 kids and he wont be the youngest there. These classes are always joyful, fun and heartwarming. It is a new set of ladies but I can't wait to get to know them over the summer!
I feel very strongly about domestic abuse. I haven't been abused but I have been in a manipulative relationship which even at its very small scale was horribly hard to get out of. So I feel very supportive of the ladies who have got themselves to the refuges and I cannot appreciate enough the strength they have to have done that.
The lotus metaphor is not mine by the way(!) as you probably all know I have borrowed heavily from Buddhism for this post. It's a helpful metaphor though.