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"On a frosty, wintry morning, breathe on the window and watch what it creates"
“On a frosty, wintry morning, breathe on the window and watch what it creates”
Dozens of different birds call, Herald the morning, Yet another beginning.
A zillion words spoken, Altering the space between you and me, Every word, a measure of Dharma, Is it breathing life into this space?
On a frosty, wintry morning, Breathe on the window And watch what it creates.
My breath goes in, comes out; And stirs and mixes the spaces. If its bedtime, the lullaby needs my voice. I make my sounds, Unconditional love hears music, And goes to sleep.
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Yoga therapist in the Krishnamacharya tradition who also adapts Reiki, chanting, life coaching & Ayurvedic practices in her healing spaces. She is committed to building collectives and communities that have the praxis of Yoga at their read more...
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