Spaces for sunlight

I wrote this poem back in 2016, but these words have been going through my head for days: ...holding breath is not the way to breathe. Tensing muscles is not the way to stretch, and crumbling is not always breaking but a way of coming together with a space for sunlight... I went into yoga... Continue Reading →

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The Real Yoga: Powerful and known

I got glasses when I was around 10 years old.  I didn’t know I needed glasses, but when I left the eye doctor with those glasses, I was amazed: who knew trees had leaves you could see?  I could read signs!  Everything was brighter, more detailed, and beautiful. At 10, I was already dancing (ballet)... Continue Reading →

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