My body is killing me today. I’m lying here, writing in my iPhone, my neck resting on a heating pad. I didn’t injure myself in a cool way, fending off bad guys with my karate skills like in one of my favourite 90’s flicks “Three ninjas.” For the record I’m not actually able to do any sort of martial arts. 775 more words
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I told a friend about my yoga studio–she’s going through depression with hint of alcoholism, and I thought that it could help.
If anyone has ever needed a hint of presence, a breath of space, a split-second break from ego, it’s this frenemy I’ve had these ten long years. 74 more words