I came across this poem a few years ago and fell in love with it. The author is unknown. Here you go;
TRULY ALIGNED - AN ODE TO PILATES TEACHERS
Before - A disconnected being with wobbly, unfocused ways.
I sauntered life’s course like a subway train.
With tunnel vision, I had no map - only jerky stops and careless slouching.
Finally - A teacher took me by the hand and refined my awareness like grains of sand.
She said stop that habit and listen to me - there’s a whole new way for you to be. Then -
Piece by piece, she stacked me up and I drank in wisdom from the Pilates cup.
Moving about with elegant control, I learned to feel the center of my soul.
Now -
I live each movement with my breath, and stretch the boundaries of my existence.
I perceive no limits with my body or my mind
For I am - now - truly aligned.
Author: Unknown.
I love Pilates.:)
Have a great weekend everyone.
TRULY ALIGNED - AN ODE TO PILATES TEACHERS
Before - A disconnected being with wobbly, unfocused ways.
I sauntered life’s course like a subway train.
With tunnel vision, I had no map - only jerky stops and careless slouching.
Finally - A teacher took me by the hand and refined my awareness like grains of sand.
She said stop that habit and listen to me - there’s a whole new way for you to be. Then -
Piece by piece, she stacked me up and I drank in wisdom from the Pilates cup.
Moving about with elegant control, I learned to feel the center of my soul.
Now -
I live each movement with my breath, and stretch the boundaries of my existence.
I perceive no limits with my body or my mind
For I am - now - truly aligned.
Author: Unknown.
I love Pilates.:)
Have a great weekend everyone.
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