The call from my ex husband late yesterday was emotional - he had just been told that the cause of his stomach pains was liver cancer.
Death stalks us all, waits for us, then ambushes us; it wakes us up again and again.
Driving home from work I contemplated how to tell our two children.
The evening was spent not on yoga practice, but on the real life yoga.
This is why we 'practice'.
Presence, authenticity, love, intimacy, connectedness, and the bittersweet experience of being a living, breathing, feeling human being.
It is the full expression of what is deep in our hearts.
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Yes. The practice is not a rehearsal for something else, but all there is.
Opening ever wider your heart, my heart.
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