Oh, what a glorious day. Baby chicks, garden beds, and worm bins tended. Sharing the precious space of an hour with a dear friend in the earliest part of laboring her baby into this world. Farmers market with help from our mother’s helper, Miss Ruby.
Many did more. Some less. It is enough for me.
I am seeing the benefits of my own Yoga practice unfolding. Writing a simple sequence. A recipe to strengthen, soften, open just how I need it to be for today.
Teacher Training forced me to do what I was a little lazy and a lot afraid to do lately. Begin the daily practice of getting quiet. Getting clear. And taking action. It’s my own recipe for moving forward in life. Yoga is making the first part, getting quiet, a whole lot easier. Do you have a home practice of your own?
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