assoc off and on w tranqul space, yoga place in DC. 2002-2006. periodic back to maine
a couple pics here http://tranquilspace.com/tees.shtml
described as MSW Life Coach and yoga teacher
Well, Wes, I gotta tell you, and I sure hope I don't offend you with this, but I checked out that link, and followed it to the original site and read there a bit...
And I am guessing that that is the right person, although whether it is or not probably doesn't affect most of the rest of this post...
MSW?
Life Coach? What is the friggin' world coming to? I don't know what it is about these New Agey places but they attract the fruit flies like a basket of rotting apples. Mind you, I have no issues with yoga, per se, but these days it seems like the discipline has become a bastion of, and safe haven for, parasitic weirdos who just prey on people's natural desire to better themselves.
In the later pictures she reminds me of an older woman I knew shortly after Hyde, who preyed on the naivete and age-typical hormones of younger "men," ostensibly as a recovery method in reaction to a bad and failed marriage with a misogynist prick. As I got to know her better, I rethought that latter descriptive.
I don't care what kind of bad experience or trauma or what have you that they went through before, it sure as hell doesn't give people any right to go trawling through the student body for a more malleable stiff, so to speak.
Anybody that went through Hyde or any similar type of experience knows that people's souls are crushed together in a heat of misery and strong feelings. It's bound to happen that people sometimes imagine a connection with one another that has far less basis in reality simply because of all the pressure. However, it really is
the responsibility of the faculty member in such cases, both morally and legally, to keep a lid on things from progressing to inappropriate extremes. After all, they are supposedly the adult!
I can't even begin to imagine what "processing" you must have gone through in the aftermath. How do you understand all that? What box do you put that in? In my time I can remember looking up to the faculty like they were God. Well, not quite God, but you get the drift... I couldn't imagine questioning any of them. (I questioned the verity of
plenty that I remember going on there
after I got out, though...)