Coasting through another month, I found myself back in Asheville. As a group, we are so lucky to be together in our journey of yoga. Everyone is wonderful. I adore the feeling of cool wind rushing through the window as my car climbs the mountains. The first moment we see each other again- feeling like it was just a week ago, and a year ago at the same time. Month after month, we come together. Our brains are filled, our bodies pushed, our hearts expanding.
How lucky can we be?