This month I am reminded that sometimes the best teacher is the pain in our own bodies. It has taught me what to caution in yoga classes, when leading students into poses that could go "too far". It has also, perhaps even more importantly, taught me compassion in dealing with people everyday who are moving slowly, or are crabby or just not acting the way I want them to. When I am in pain, I am not myself, and I am hyper aware of how others are treating me. This is a great lesson for when I'm feeling good and I see someone else who is in that place. So I have learned to appreciate the times when I'm forced to slow down, or rely on the compassion of others. I think it makes me a better human.