Truly a self revelation

I caught a cold, my third since January. This one is definitely a "doing too much" and "trying to be super-Julie" cold. But I had to teach my prenatal yoga class this afternoon anyway, no runny nose or any other excuses would suffice.

As I was driving to class, I thought "I can still teach yoga even if I am not in the perfect mood and even if I don't feel well."

Then a red-tailed hawk flew overhead and since they're the messengers, in Native American tradition, I figured that's where the idea originated since it wasn't in my grumpy brain.

This may not seem like a big deal, but I guess I have this idea that to be a good yoga teacher I have to be in the right mood, sequence pre-planned and pre-practiced, and I have to be perfect. I can't show up as my imperfect messy self with the beginning of a cold because I need to be grounded, centered, and the model of yoga teachers everywhere.

I even admitted to my three students that I had the start of a cold from doing too much but I was happy to be teaching. And I *was* happy to be teaching!

Here's to divine imperfection!