Sometimes I give myself permission to go outside of the boundaries in my head. It’s those times in my practice that I listen to my body and go where it takes me at that moment. Sort of free-style flow.

Yes, there is order, precision and flow to my practice. I love the “stickler for details” that exists in my head and my teaching. Yet at the same time, I delight in the ability to take all the time that is necessary, without stops and starts, without questioning or debating any movement and just go with the flow.

Then my practice of Pilates becomes more like a fluid painting, an artful creative expression of my body and its need at that time rather than an obligatory series of exercises.

This is the end of the my 45 minutes of  a Tower workout.  The previous day was “gym day” and I used the cables for arms and shoulders and I pushed, pressed and kicked more than a few pounds with my legs.  So everything I need the next day is a complimentary release and stretch for the work I do there.

I liked the light and shadow that hit the mat table early in the morning and shot an image.  I used it to make a little jazzy intro to the 4 min clip.

I am not teaching. I am just moving.  No, I have no idea what was up with Charlie Angel’s fingers. I just clasped the hands with the stretch and kept moving. 😉