I ended up with an unexpectedly free day today. Sica
I was supposed to be teaching my final Yoga Behind Bars class before my maternity leave (which I teach at a men's maximum security prison about 2 hours from where I live) however it was cancelled because the prison is on lockdown (which happens sometimes).
I was pretty disappointed - a little bit for myself, since it's one of my favorite classes to teach for a variety of reasons (and I likely won't be able to teach again until later in the year), but more for my students. I know they look forward to this class each week, and I know for many of them it is a rare haven offering peace, safety, and connection (which are things yoga can offer to all of us).
Every time my class is over and I leave the prison I feel fortunate to do so. I feel hyper-aware of my privilege, of my life, of my freedom.
And even though I didn't go today I am still reflecting on these ideas, still noticing that I get to spend the day where I want, how I want, with who I want. And how lucky I am to do so.
I hope that whatever is happening in your day, in your life, no matter your stresses or worries, that you take a moment (and a deep breath) to appreciate your freedom.
It really is a gift.