Friday, July 25, 2025
I'm going to noon yoga. Fave teacher and friend. A medical error crippled her husband and rewrote her life completely, brutally and forever. Trauma, all the longest teachers/students, Without Exception, that's what we know/share. All different kinds. So many ways to go through the windshield of life, including literally. All I can do is worry and wait. Or keep throwing as much magic as I can, the way I do, staring my self down in the mirror. Choosing the latter.