20 Jan Lessons from a little pink pram
The pram wheels crunching on the frosty pavement provided the background music to my post Christmas walk with newborn baby Pearl. I was lost in a sleep-deprived world of rosy cheeks and magical blue wintery skies but the bright pink box was impossible to miss on the otherwise empty street.
It was the discarded packaging of a pink toy pram.
The smiling little girl with blonde curls on the box showed exactly whom this pram and its matching pink bottle, plate and spoon were aimed towards. It could easily be my little Pearl in a few years time.
As I navigate the early weeks of being a mum, I am amazed at the speed with which my daughter develops. Soaking up every stimulating and interesting thing she comes across.
So already I wonder about the choices I make when it comes to the things I choose to introduce her to. Because my choices will help to shape her into the person she will become.
So I ponder… what would I be teaching her if I got her a pink pram and dolly?
Would it just be another fun toy or am I planting the seed at an early age that her life goal and purpose is to one day have her own pink baby?
So if I choose not to get her a pink pram but I do let her watch my yoga practice on a daily basis, what is that teaching her?
What about yoga?
As she watches me practice am I teaching her about self-care, self-love and empowerment? Or am I introducing her to a culture that could encourage her to feel pressured to achieve a certain body type. Could she become heavily influenced by an industry that has the potential for body shaming and exclusion?
Through my yoga practice, the way I move, breathe, sit, contemplate, practice and write, what am I already teaching her? How am I already shaping her future?
What are your thoughts, how will yoga in the west shape future generations?