Lions, and tigers, and bears! Oh my!

I stopped writing for a bit. These last few months were tough for me in so very many ways. When I did start back in it was more catharsis than craft. Only now do I feel like I'm finding my voice once more. It's a great blessing we have here, this universe, this cycle. The key is to dance it gracefully with joy, charity, love and hope. Most importantly though is to share it, this wonderful life. Nothing is greater than the ability to discover and understand and finally love other people. I'm blessed in this way as I have found, within my yoga community, two beautiful women, in spirit and poise who have become beacons of light in my life. And I, in turn, find I mean a lot to them. The time we spend together is pure magic in terms of coming to understand each others' fears and hopes and who we are as we continue to grow. I am learning from them how to laugh and dance again. They are carving the word Namasté on my soul with a gleeful abandon. I do love them dearly.

When you're walking in the dark wood and the noises surrounding you are unfamiliar and somewhat threatening just remember - reach out to the left and right, grasp your friends' hands firmly and take a little hop. Then a skip, and let out a small whisper - "Lions, and tigers, and bears. Oh my". Work it up into a full blown dance number, singing at the top of your lungs and before you know it, you and your friends are out of the woods, together.