When I blinked my eyes open this morning to drink in the first light of the day the sky had been limpid and electric blue. Stunning. Crystal clear.
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I like to be reminded often that yoga is a form of living art - a creative process. It reminds me that my practice is the evolution of my own spirit, a culmination of willingness that is hitched to the end of the level of attention and care I give it. It reminds me that purpose lies within willing hands and inspiration is always beneath two grounded feet.
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