Having a “nobody loves me moment” can suck the wind out of your sails. Fortunately these are few and far between. I’ve grown wise enough to understand that what I’m thinking isn’t what’s actually happening. Being quiet and moving moment by moment in my own direction silences the unpopular misfit from the loser table. And bolsters my senses.

Tonight, I fell asleep during savasana. I woke up as everyone was saluting the devine. I was gently reminded to take my time getting up. Good advice. I wasn’t physically able to move much faster than a centipede on muscle relaxers. My body needed the rest, my soul, the renewal.  Namaste.