Tag: blessings
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St. patrick’s Breastplate, Yoga, & Armor
I love to put on yoga. There’s power here. The practice is sacred ground. It’s the place I pause, and notice, acknowledge, and welcome, and the place where I decide. The power lies in the ridiculous amount of choice I have access to when I pause, breathe, and feel my feet. I love stepping into…
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Children
It’s God’s work. I don’t know what I’m doing. They thrive, and the sun shines through the windows of my striving.
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Filling the Vase
I used to stand in our galley kitchen, feet planted in tadasana, peeling the tough skin from grapes and cutting the pulp into quarters, and I marveled at my blessings. Today I stand in the same kitchen, haphazardly in tadasana, making quesadillas baking cookies while the babe pops in from the yard with dandelions and clover for my vase,…
