On the road again. It's hard to believe that it's been almost 2 months since we left Canton, New York and this is the first writing that I have done about my experiences. I am kind of disappointed and yet, not at all surprised that I am so ready to go and move on to the next place ; Savannah, Georgia. For tonight...then off to Florida in the morning.
Myrtle Beach was a bit of a whirlwind. In some ways it flew by, and in other ways the second month really dragged on. Admittedly I have a hard time witnessing community need and feeling my own privilege, and if I'm completely honest, fear. I didn't fear those addicts, prostitutes and drug dealers... they genuinely meant us no harm. It just felt a little less holiday-y and a little more yucky when the summer heat and the tourists all disappeared the first week of November. Gone were the beach-walkers, ocean-selfie-takers, sunbathers and beach frolickers, leaving in their wake a deserted beach town and a large number of abovementioned humans. I found myself challenging myself to walk my talk and live my yoga off the mat. I smiled and said hello to people squatting in the corridors of the hotel we were living in daily, I never called hotel management to rat them out, although I did think about it once. I reserved that phone call for the time that Zach and I found a dirty T-shirt and some needles on the floor of the toddler playground. I question my loving kindness in retrospect to recognize that not once did I offer those people a meal, a blanket or a sweater. What did I fear? The inner reflections and emotions associated with them, I suppose. The learning opportunities and sitting with the big feelings that occur when faced with raw humanity and my connection to it. On the brighter side, it was so lovely to spend a few days a week with 2 of my parents, as they were there for the month of October. That is the sole reason we went there to begin with. I missed them when they left a lot, even though I haven't lived in my hometown for almost five years. Being beside the ocean every day was amazing and purifying. I belong beside the ocean. The sand, sun, salt and sea really make me feel better... more whole… more healthy… more me. It was so great to teach 2 yoga classes each week at Yoga in Common yoga studio. They had such a wonderful community of yogis, staff and teachers that welcomed me with open arms and I look forward to returning to teach there October, 2018. Farewell Myrtle Beach. Onward and Southward!
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AuthorLori Dye is a mama of 3 beautiful souls, a yoga teacher, a seeker and a traveler. Archives
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