Once upon a time I blogged more often.....
What's happening with me? I have been keeping busy with many interests. This winter I taught 3 Absolute Beginner Yoga series, all of which I considered successful. I am now teaching yoga twice a week, with many former Absolute Beginners coming to Level 1 classes on a regular basis. I love that. I love when someone finally decides to try something new, and find it is as good as they thought it might be.
The other big interest I have been working on is women's health. I started training in women's health PT last fall, and began seeing patients soon after. My PT schedule is now over 50% full of women with pelvic floor dysfunction. I enjoy helping these women, and it is exciting to find a way to make my professional life new again.
Homeschooling is full on unschooling. I surrendered a few months ago. For SOOOO long I held on to the belief that someday, the boys in my life would decide to go to school. I let that go, and WOW, liberation! It went something like this: "How would our lives feel if we knew we were never going to go to school?" And there it was, freedom to follow the path right in front of us. My deschooling process has probably been one of the longest in history. Really. The boundaries I have been stuck in are now starting to come down, I can see over the walls and I like it over there in non-traditional land. I have a harder and harder time reading about school issues.
The Boys. Gymnastics ruled our winter. Tennis was a close second. I drove around and around and around getting everyone to practices, meets and tournaments. Gymnastics continues, but tennis seems to have fallen away. I heard on NPR today someone talking about their father, who just wanted to see his kids "lit up" about something. That's what I want. I want something to lite them up. Gymnastics excites and motivates my eldest son. My younger one is struggling. He wants to find his thing, but hasn't yet. He can get pretty down on himself about this, so I am working on a new problem: If we are unschoolers who cherish the freedom to follow our own passions, but one of us doesn't have a passion, what can we do to support the one struggling?
My theme for the week in my yoga classes has been gratitude. I am grateful for so much. Take a minute to acknowledge 2 things you are grateful for this week.