02/22/2026
Bones have been some of my greatest teachers.
I’ve broken my back.
I’ve had multiple surgeries.
I’ve had to use a walker. And a cane.
I’ve had a doctor cut the wrong bone.
I’ve had to have a tooth removed after a dental instrument was left behind during a root canal.
Studying anatomy doesn’t feel abstract.
I just finished an intensive anatomy module for my 300-hour training. This advanced anatomy module isn’t just about memorizing structures. For me, it’s about relationship. About listening. About honoring the body.
The body is not just something I move in yoga asana-it’s something I learn from.
Bones as teachers.
Structure as support.
Bones hold my history. They respond to stress, to rest, to nourishment, to care. Energetically, my bones remind me where I am strong, and where resilience is quietly rebuilding. My bones have taught me patience and to listen to myself.
Studying anatomy at this level deepens my reverence for the human form and sharpens how I cue, how I hold space, and how I care for bodies—my own and my students’.
Because learning can be sacred and joyful. And it can be curious, relational, and alive.
