on a bright sunday morning, the morning of the autumnal equinox, we gathered in crystal clear brilliant sunshine at the edge of a forest to mark the transition from summer to fall.
the lovely jen waine led us through restorative poses that allowed our bodies and spirits to express and honor the balancing point between light (summer) and darkness (winter).
it's been a while since i've been on my mat. this practice was the perfect invitation back to yoga. i love that yoga is always there, no matter how much i deny her or pretend other things are more important. she is always forgiving, always accepting, always worth it.
being able to step off my mat onto the soft wet grass was incredibly grounding. this is something i need to remember to do every single day: stand on the earth and be strong and still.
and then there were the healing rays of the sun, warming me and infusing me with clarity and a good chunk of vit d. my friend dawn calls these "jesus rays".
a little altar and jen's hands. those hands move energy with tenderness and compassion.
the view from savasana.
grace. every single second of it.
