Coming Home, Clumsily.


My body is sleepy today.

Even the unfurling of the mat is languid, slow.

Two months slipped past while my mat collected dust in the corner.

Muscles ache to arch and bend.

Breath to ground me, again and again.

It is humbling to return after time away.

I stumble, hesitate, lose my balance.

Laugh. For with all the gravity and intention setting:

This is a joyous thing, this balance of body and spirit.

I feel the fire-spark of yoga joy returning.

Soon, even my fingertips are alive again, a part of this ritual.

A body rejoicing after that needed slumber.

An hour passes quickly, this part of my life coming back to me,

my spirit feeling at home, clumsy still and all.

Lengthened, free, clear-headed, I leave thankful for my inept practice.

Sometimes we need some time away to come, truly, home.


Published by Keeley Milne

Keeley Milne has an irrepressible joie de vivre. She is most content when with her son Liam, a pile of books, or in the woods—and best yet all three at once. She loves to run marathons in other countries, go on solo adventures, and drink a perfect cup of coffee. She is a voracious reader and loves to write, listen, and laugh. Keeley makes her home in Medicine Hat, Alberta, where she is completing an English degree, going for runs in the coulees, and hugging Liam as much as she can, every day. You can connect with Keeley on her Facebook here, on Instagram, or Tumblr.

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