back on the mat feet grow roots into the floor shoulders soften, then open to the sky breath is audible reminding me of my place in earth’s cycle 10.8.17 [Image Source]

today i return to practice extend myself once more, waking too early for comfort; darkness urges me to reconsider the journey i have chosen. determined i gather my fuel, my comforts and my strength, then depart 10.7.17

a day past my celebration i collect the love while more pours in like the reddest rose blossoming in the darkest green i open to the joy as the rose to the sun drinking in its healing heat 10.6.17  

each year i mark this day of birth when i found my way into the world so bright and sharp that i question my decision to emerge 10.5.17

i bid the words to come romp in the garden of my mind stubborn they resist to fill me up today 10.4.17