Posted by: eveyoga | August 14, 2010


When I woke up this morning completely blocked and breathing from my mouth, I thought of the only thing that would help – yoga practice.

So here I am in the Shed, writing to you, occasionally lifting my head to look out at the view – dewy, green grass with birds swooping in and out. Given this is Australia, the birds are not ordinary: king parrots, eastern rosellas, and kookaburras, for instance. (The magpies have been having sex this week, right before our eyes.)

I have faith that my practice will pull me together on all levels. It make not cure this “common” cold, but I won’t be feeling I’m in such a sorry state afterward; rather I’ll be sheltered in the state of yoga.


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