Some people second guess their clothing choices, the location, and possibly the timing. Most people fear seeming that they don't know anything. Sometimes, it is the first time getting to REALLY connect with one's own body.
Some people call them love handles, and some people call it fat. My best friend Lorelei calls it her squish, and I call it my fluff. As a female yoga instructor with my current amount of fluff, it's hard to find a "community" to identify with. Let me explain...
Up until this very moment, I have understood that I am a flawed human. However, I have been fortunate enough to learn one life changing fact - I am worthy of love.
In the few years I have been a yoga instructor, there is one question that always seems to come up: why yoga?