Sep 28
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coming to the mat
When I first started practicing yoga, every move was filled with uncertainty and an exercise in self-exploration. I remember taking a big breath in, as the class started off with three om’s, and patiently holding it until someone other than me started it off. Today, however, I am thrilled to be the first to make my voice heard. It makes coming to the mat all the more joyous.
Posted by Juls.
Filed under What else is there?
Posted on Wed, 28 September 2011 at 9:47 pm
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Life is a journey and, for me, running is a huge part of it. Just like a great run, it has easy and tough parts. It is beautiful at times and ugly at others. Hopefully, I will reach the finish feeling good about what I have accomplished and leave a long trail of bread crumbs to show, those that wish to know, where I have been.