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I go to yoga with a naked face. I let the baggage fall open, the lines wave loose in the breeze. My body creaks and snaps like an old rocking chair. I do not fret about the appearance of my matted hair, my shaking fingertips, the growing petals of sweat underneath my heart. I fall apart. Then I come back together.
This post was inspired by #30daysofthanks.
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Yes...amazing how the intensity and the sweat and the muscle fatigue all come together and in the end - you feel glorious and at a place of pure calm...
love this, Noel!
Posted by: Tracy Mangold | November 15, 2012 at 07:25 AM
Very lovely. Also made me think about other unrestricted places--like public parks, libraries, the seashore, or when entering the pages of a book or looking up into the sky.
Posted by: Olivia V. Ambrogio | November 15, 2012 at 11:13 AM
Oh, I like the imagery of falling apart and than coming back together. Lovely
Posted by: Dragonfly | November 22, 2012 at 05:54 PM
Best title ever...
Posted by: Roxanne | November 27, 2012 at 08:58 AM
Thanks, y'all! Sorry for the late response!
Posted by: Noel | November 28, 2012 at 06:16 PM
Beautiful.
SQUEEE! So excited you've signed up for #reverb12!
See you tomoz.
Kat x
Posted by: Kat | November 29, 2012 at 03:36 PM
Kat, thank you! I can't wait!!! OMG OMG OMG ... almost time to #reverb!!!!
Posted by: Noel | November 30, 2012 at 07:54 AM