A Love Poem From Your Movement Teachers

A Love Poem From Movement Teachers

Pissed off. Busy. Hopeful. Nervous.
Sick of shitty wifi service.
The world's on fire. What's for dinner?
Politics, but who's the winner?
Baking, Netflix, happy pets.
Online shopping, zoom call frets.
Home improvement, lots of walks.
Calling friends for extra talks. 
Login nightmares for home school.
4th grade math ... am I a fool?
Everyone is baking bread,
Daily news spins in our heads.
Hoping loved ones are alright.
Hoping I can sleep tonight.

(Anything up there sound familiar? )

But out here on the Internet,
We're still here for you to get -
A dose of flow, a pinch of peace,
A little stretch, a big release,
A sweaty brow, a firmer tush -
in all those insta posts we push. 
So just know that you ain't alone.
We know that you've been stuck at home.
From movement teachers everywhere,
We take on this job cause we care,
How you're doing through it all.
And pick your ass up when you fall,
So join us once or join us twice,
We promise you'll feel extra nice.
15, 30 or an hour.
Meditate or HIIT your power.
Try a little, every day.
And slowly as you find your way
You'll see there are others too,

Working through it just like you.

Alyssa Jayne Prettyman | June 2020