Glimpses of a different future.
A me I never thought existed.
I resisted. Until now.
Visiting my mom, driving alone, loss, yoga, healing, an urban shaman.
I made my first altar today. I don’t know why it took me so long.
Sand flat salt, old photos, candles, my wedding ring, a necklace, dried rose petals four years old.
I can’t find the words to explain. I don’t want to ruin it. I’m not sure you’ll understand. I’m not sure I understand. Yet.
Change is hard. Change is worthwhile. Change takes courage.
We are more powerful than we give ourselves credit. Give that voice a chance. Follow it.
I always thought altars were reserved for the highly religious. Today I made one for my yoga practice. It brought me great peace and focus.
In the middle of my practice, I was drawn outside by the moving clouds. Alone I walked through the most glorious fall evening I have ever witnessed. It’s not even Thursday and I’m grateful for life, grateful for change.
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