The arc of a yoga practice is like the progression of a day, or of a lifetime. I feel this in my practice this morning. With opportunities to stretch and explore, to test your strength, to blunder and try again. To search for balance, and to surrender notions of control. Releasing through breath and movement old sorrows, angers, whatever you have finally just had enough of already. At last to rest.

And who knows… perhaps to re-awaken and find yourself transformed.