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. ForContinue reading “Coming Home, Clumsily.”
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