On the Refrigerator Door


Peace and light, E — Posted with WordPress for BlackBerry.
Today I walked a circuit of the mineral water springs of Saratoga.
I did not go to the women’s march. I was attending the first day of the second weekend of a two-weekend yoga teacher training for those recently post-trauma. I did meet others on their way with a good reminder about power.
Somehow I managed To get where I was going Between deluges.
These are not in any particular order. Nor have I attempted to make a list of round numbers, such as “top 10,” though I could have found 10 to be “top” if I had really tried. The emphasis here, with the exception of the new edition of the Yoga Sutras is my continuing contemplation and…