“So much is moving in me.” These are words I use a lot lately to describe my felt and cognitive experiences related to the movements of spirit within. My Living School journey, followed by the time I’ve been in this master’s program for Spiritual Direction/Pastoral Care, has sparked so much excitement and drive that either wasn’t present, or has always been here, hidden in the depths; I suspect the latter. Since I stopped teaching yoga full-time, I’ve lingered on the possibility of stepping back into that space. What I know (emphasized because it’s a knowing that’s settled deep in my bones), is that I don’t want to teach in the same manner that I did. And yet, my yoga journey is a huge part of who I am and it feels inauthentic to discard it altogether. The question I’ve been wrestling with is HOW…