I love yoga. I love teaching.
I love my sister.
I love being able to surrender to a quiet shala and receive so much from so little.
I just got back from a coffee date with a student/friend/inspiration who reminded me of the real meaning of flexibility, the impact of being a good teacher, and how sorrow can bestow the deepest awareness of joy.




2 comments:
I like the kitty picture
that kitteh looks just like my kitteh. We have twin kitties! :-)
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